PretendingBowie.
MA CHAMBRE.
We watched a sciencefictiondoublefeature.
I said goodbye with pizza pie.
Edinburgh: Aggie's flat is where it' at.
There was a man playing an accordion on the edge of a Christmas fair,
ginger biscuits and lights
everywhere lights.
Big rooms with tall ceilings and faded floral wallpaper, a rope instead of a banister.
Snow
everywhere snow.
Wellingtons and wet mittens and pancakes at midnight.
A castle, a carousel, four second hand shops and trains.
Waiting in the station
marks and sparks, a card, no sleep and rain.
Couldn't crack out the cold, December's blisters, back in Kings Cross, darling
weather's to blame.
xoxo
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