So my forray back into blogging* after a self imposed hiatus of a few months has to be shattered with great effect. Let me present part one of a poetic piece riddled & crafted in January of this year.
*I have been micrblogging on my tumblr btw - which you can all sample at http://dyecorduroy.tumblr.com
Catching Flies - Pt. 1
This waiting is feeding more quarters in meters
fulfillment is aching to shelve all the lies
we tell ourselves to make time, like endless repeaters
we give ourselves reasons that tend to defy
And in the meantime
and in this mean world
All of this abandoned belief is now catching flies
all of these ghost of future past are running wild
Like the waves endlessly crashing on the edge of my town
there’s a silhouette of a welcome sign that’s all been torn down
there’s a train track that runs through my mind all around
like a vision that curtains the white of your eyes
(c) Adil Salik
