le mur est flambé...
a singed serenade...
a flamboyant flash-point...
a flecker flare-up...
a blistering blaze-burn...
a scintillating scorcher...
a grilled grimace...
a concerted combustion...
a pyromanic putsch...
an incisive incendiament...
a contingent conflagration...
an arsonic-laced annointment...
really just another innocuous and inflamed wall somewhere in the glowing heart of pyrexial Paris...
Shoot to kill - in memory of Jean-Charles de Menezes.
-
On the way to Willesden This piece was written in memory of Jean-Charles de
Menezes. When my alarm goes off, I am so startled for a moment I don’t
remember...
1 week ago
No comments:
Post a Comment