Poems&Prose

Words

Some things are inadequate;

 

Trying to describe the way a passing train smells like a burnt out match

 

Or how your girlfriend drives barefoot to feel the pedal under her crooked pinkie toe

Or how the small of a stranger’s back peeks out from between his jeans and his t-shirt when he rides his Peugot down Bloor (goodbye)

Or how the sky is different in the North- bigger and bleaker and lovely.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s