Wednesday, 11 December 2013

chilli sauce and surreal

chicken cottage
the baubles on the ceiling
surreal observations
without any feeling
------of reality
like six pairs of eyes
from six shades of colour
dull the 
(lights) and turn it into home----
six pairs of eyes,
                      somewhat alone
looking up 
                                     at a single screen
------a black and white dream
with subtitles
////a sundial----
                                malfunctioning
somewhere out there
like that sad old indian film
from the sixties
that they were all watching
                         ----transfixed
the somali youth
man behind the counter
the two travellers in the booth
they found a
escape, chewing on fries
their eyes
set on the screen
the baubles fast-fading
-------a black and white dream
chilli sauce and the surreal
images that fill
(collective minds)//
//////our london life