Wednesday, 13 October 2010


You're the high-flying aeroplane. The little unseamer that in drawing out one single white thread, unpicks my entire sky.
And I sit below, as stars and planets tumble through the gap in your trail swinging on their hooks, in awe at how one little arrow could rip apart the universe.


  1. Honestly Darling...
    He should be given a good trashing with a cosmic Belt.
    but the view! must be wonderful up there.

  2. Grandfather was right then.
    Let women fly and soon there'll be bits of planets and Russian space stations spoiling the vegetable patch.

  3. This is very beautiful. Really enjoying your blog!


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