Meanwhile. I’m still thinking…

Lunching on shrimp tossed with finely sliced tomatoes and cucumbers in vinaigrette. Cheap luxury. Reading a book on the nature of Time. Lazy intellectualism. Listening to Duran Duran. Instant nostalgia trip. What a world I’m living in. Time spirals in on itself. In need of new material. Wrote a new vampire poem based on half a memory of one I’d written years ago. Pretention shall be the death of me someday. For now I’m just enjoying the ride.

Peace Out,

corbid on a Sunday Afternoon