Aprilis in
Play.
And spring has sprung.
The start of a new tax year.
Beginning, of an old dream...
That, I can’t shake......
on some dark nights.
The dead, come visit,
and all I do.
Is get up, get drunk, and .....
go to bed.
I listen to their words, and watch.
My techno, coloured dreams.
While a war, replays.....
Within
My head.
Giajl © Jim Love