A caged bird with a yearning To soar amongst the sky Shackled by your jealousy Watched by evil eye You tease a door that’s open Then slam it in my face Chains are bound so tightly To keep your toy in place Your shout beats to a rhythm To which I’m tapping hard Eroding what …
Month: August 2013
On the train yesterday there were four elderly Swedish people discussing the weather. One of the men was wearing a fairly thick jumper over a shirt. Fairly standard fashion for the elderly Swedish gentlemen. One of the ladies was saying that the day before she had been into the basement getting up her winter coats. …