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the words slipped out before he could contain them
they spilled out one word after another one
unravelling
they wrapped themselves around the city he had a postcode in
floating up toward the sky
some fell
landing were they could
she caught one in the palm of her hand
held it for a short time
then blew it away for someone else to catch and ponder
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Hi missy!
love this piece. It's almost Leunig-esque in its relaxed sense of ennui. Like a dreamy sigh.
I also like the simplicity of the language. I find that a lot of people try to be too clever and use clunky, clever words to appear "deep".
Keep rockin'!
