Love is the drug

By shoe
Fri, 18 Dec 2009
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It's raining tonight in Canning town
the chill of your exit is ice to my shame
in my passenger mirror, your departure eclipses
diminishing brake lights, neon fish & chips.
Cigarette smoke eddies and waves
A poor substitute for the drug that I crave
Bryan Ferry says it how I never could
and I don't understand how I misunderstood
the basics of signal, manoeuvre, mirror.
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Great track and great
Permalink Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Great track and great poem;-) Just a tiny typo in last line, should be 'manoeuvre'. Weird word or what?
Very atmospheric this, I could smell the smoke and the fish and the chips. Nice one, shoe.
SSS
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I echo Tina's comment;
Permalink Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
I echo Tina's comment; brought me back, in more ways than one. Great atmospheric write.
Chris ;)
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Oh, and well done on the
Permalink Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Oh, and well done on the much deserved cherry ;)
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new shoe well earn't
Permalink Submitted by Cavalcader on
new shoe
well earn't cherry!
I enjoyed this especially
Fish n chips love.
very very icy and snow deep
mine has slipped over shopping ok..
julie x cavalcader (:-
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Fantastic last line…
Permalink Submitted by Mark Heathcote on
Fantastic last line…
Mark Heathcote
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