Tag: colour

… we knew just what to do
People were just down on her because she had got an education
It brimmed and thrummed like rising yeast
I know what you came for
To see how black I was
The dogs began to bark then
In her dream, her husband had written her a love letter
Buy a bigger boat
Wer liebt, schläft nicht
Die Kuh hatte ihm noch im hohen Alter ein Kalb geworfen
Gone fishing
I was trained as an astronomer
At this moment they are supremely vulnerable
I met a traveller from an antique land who said:
Two vast and trunkless legs of stone stand in the desert
This word, devoid of context, could mean almost anything
The rhythm of the conversation is abruptly lost
A woman is standing behind him
Ask questions that will be exceedingly difficult to answer
A spark pops across the contacts like a firecracker
I guess I am just shy, or something
But he didn’t know who Kafka was
He likes his monthly pay cheque and …
… pottering down the corridor for a coffee …
… and a natter in the canteen
He even likes the suit he has to wear
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold
Thou hast no speculation in those eyes
Which thou dost glare with
Suddenly the pickup bell rings
My brother got me my first job
She remembered the bus ride back
I’m looking for my hat
I hear you had kind of a strange halloween
I don’t know …
… whether I looked confused …
… but I certainly felt it
They sat in silence for a moment
Being the obvious center of the universe
Round or flat, whatever
Others have become philosophers …
… arguing that nothing exists …
… that all is mirage
They have their own language
Know when you’re finished
All the rest is only life
Gone fishing
Heroes walk their own dogs
It had a faint Australian accent
I wonder if there are dogs on Mars