Chap on the door
down the stair
two at a time,
hair streaming
screaming
One, two,
buckle my shoe
shoe
Three four,
out the back door
Sunlight glaring
lost bearing
Washing flapping.
wrapping
body ducking
peg snapping,
Old biddie
pouting,
shouting
swearing, scaring
Running, running, running
gunning,
bumping,
over the wall,
blood brazen
adrenaline spunky, monkey,
junky
junky
junkies.
Uncle Martin's nailed it Ali, I applaud a change of style, experimental, just different, kind of keeps the 'Gentle Madness' on tick over.
Wow. Such energy in these words. conjuring up a chaos filled race for life. Very different and interesting