City of needles
Cutting down stars from the sky.
Wet emerald dreams soak
Grey sheets of caffeinated rain.
Your puddles reflect the 90’s
Grungy run-off, short-circuiting the electric jungle in the streets.
Categories: Writing
dougheal
Electric cosmic lounge lizard of the wheeling variety. Lover of fine food, beautiful people, creative thinkers and fantastic voyages. Multi-media artist and writer.
