I'll follow you home.
Storey Art.
17/10/22
I’ll follow you home.
There was a fire. Some claimed that they lost their mind. “I dunno what time it is.” I'm lost between the sound. I waited for a train. Papers were selling soldiers deaths. “Pains and struggles.” They offered as they sneered a sale. I slipt out my phone and said “im not interested.” “How does it feel?”... “Fuck knows.”
“My heart is on my sleeve.”
“With everything you know.”
“A perfect child.”
“What’s the dream to live hunny?” From the view I peerd. A bump. There was graffiti on the brickworks… “Im coming for you…” “Whatever happened to love and unity.” “Modern Life.” Modern life… Modern life. There was a scream from someones phone… It was a video. I said I wont be that. The attendee passed and said goodbye.
I couldn’t wait to arrive. I thought “Heart Of Hawick, and a bacon roll. £3.50” Life’s good. I hear good things about the construction going on in Hawick. I heard good things about the fishes they were rescuing them before they could build further. “What you become.” I didnt know if it’d perhaps be a good conversation starter for when I meet her. I also heard about the wee haugh park… I really cant wait to experience it. I hope to walk her down there.
“Who's the one to blame for this?”
“I felt raised.”
“Honourable.”
“A new song.”
“Thanks dad.”
“In all these buildings do you fleet… I’m glad you got time off?” I asked. “Yep there was a good investment so I’ve actually got two days off.” She replied. We walked…
“Let them dangle the carrot. For the value of a connection.”
“Concerned.”
“Sing.”
“Find.”
“Findings.”
Arran Storey.
Digital Photograph.
6 x 4
Storey Art.
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