bichoose (bichoose) wrote,
bichoose
bichoose

Sunday 16th February 2020.

Soy Luzy Sombra...words that have been in my shirt pocket for much of the past week, the song has carried me through all weathers, cased me in monster traffic and passing slag heaps in empty plastic bottles strewn in the darkest corners of Greater Manchester. A young fem in headphones said hello to me on Saturday morning, i was quite shocked i stood solid watched her walk away down the road...a small moment that made my day as i emptied a pillar box in the town of Stalybridge, an old mill town on the outskirts of Greater Manchester who's claim to fame was the film Yanks.. where some of the scenes were filmed,during the 1970's...
As the young fem faded away and as i stood with a small hand full of letters stuck in my hand on that wind swept Saturday morning when Storm Dennis was out to cut our bollocks off if one believes the Media, i simply thought wow...Time passed, It made up for the Friday night bus ride home when the back seat was awash with banana milk shake abanadoned..by those for whom the world means nothing but empty McDonald wrappers and piss dripping down the wndows of the world...and you ask yourself why is England that much of a shit hole and what happened to that green and pleasent land so many poets wrote about.
Storm Dennis never arrived...in my corner of the world...and on Valentines day i received a Twenty pound note and a pair of Calvin Klein female leggings i thought gosh a nod to the word which is still whispered Transvestite...Ouch....

Soy Luzy Sombra..So Goeth...x.
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