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Metropolitan Line poetry

Mostly composed on the 07:33 to Finchley Road, then hastily typed up at work. Apart from the ones written surreptitiously in boring meetings or on the way home.

Monday, 7 September 2009

So...

So monochrome:
so you and me
with you on top
and me behaving.

So black and white:
so him with her,
him, her with her
and all beyond me.

So grey: so why
not colour too?
Let me be me
and not what isn't you.

Posted by NoName at 10:55

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Not so monochrome now - to judge by your recent photo. The dress looks great, or rather you look great in it. Congratulations.

27 January 2010 at 01:28

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