Beijing Sunrise
Beijing Sunrise
A poem I wrote this week. Originally it was called Brindisi sunrise but poems go where they want, and this one ended up in Beijing.
Italian breakfast first cigarettes, then coffee forgotten and cold. Irish girl abroad Grey Beijing sunrise |
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Ticket to Berlin months gone, but months still to go another fuck up. Paris in her dreams Russian bar last night |
Came north from Shanghai always moving never free Ashtray filling up French homework to do An Australian ex |
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He moved to Japan a bad joke same old punchline couldn’t laugh anyway Belfast memories Grey Beijing sunrise |