Sunday 26 October 2014



It is time again to contemplate the holidays and find myself a place to hide, or cocoon for the christmas holidays. And for Christmas itself, I need somewhere to be  .


It is early, still night, but called morning to keep things black and white,
divisions and old boarded up thoughts, wandering down nights back alleys,
Hey mister, wanna try out this version of what if? it's nice and cheap...
 The past always mugging the future.