redolent memory

Stripes, salacious glance, cowed eyes feel up a soft hand, perfunctory greetings, feet slide on moulded concrete, blustered trees, broken branches dissolve, fade digitally into paving, private gardens hanker after a reality, gone, realised in other places where the verts don’t play, red lit streets, warnings, trenches filled with broken pipes and the empty vessels of consumertariat hunger, mono stop slaked in sky puss, dripping across the soft blues of its ident, mucus pools of nano, flinches, slopes off, bubbling with colour, corpo waste, exchanges of vert identity, lips flicker and scared in the stone wall, glossed with some cosmetic stick, pout and puckered, FX lingers and bleeds into the next vert, a gust of breath, redolent memory, green and sticky, triggers a brain shiver, five days now without… the vending place, loadout console with gps and silver, bread package plays a homely falsehood, cobbled sepia organacide, liquor and mixers, some Melbors… the dominating products play happy hour on the carrier plastics surface, nubile figures laugh it up, intoxicated verts, a seemingly glorious addiction follows me to my apartment…