Pub

[bronze prawn]

dumping pepper
tomato bitter
i am cinnamon
i am cinnamon
i am cinnamon

the half torn dollar walks around the stairs
the world has been

shifted

a little wind

the softness in the socks
blown out all over the street

the sagging suspension
a swedish car

wave us down and glass

and bits of people floating by

bits of pub

bits of beer and bits of oak

things are flung at the street sign

things are flung

flung at things

blonde blood
and shredded skin

i am a beating heat

heart
heavy
someone is walking away
someone has walked away

i like looking at looking
brown long boots
carson pale sign
a short red skirt
everyday brings more
everyday brings

sunshine and smoke
people i feel bad for
cannot help myself
cannot help

cannot

help

can
not
hell

P.

[velvet loom]

Woah, I don’t have constructive feedback I can give bc I’m quite new but I really like this it created a lot of imagery in my head like a scene of a movie vividly behind my eyes. And the ending has really nice style and emotionnn

[bronze prawn]

yeah I definitely wanted a scene, but now i'm gonna try to fragment it a little bit, don't want things to be toooo clear haha

[severe comet]

It feels like a fragment in time you captured and idk if you did this bit I can feel the dazed and confusion of just walking out of the pub

[bronze prawn]

yeah defo wanted that moment, i always want to bring people to where im at

🙂