(no subject)
Can you imagine what it is like to live in a world where there is no-one now always no-one and never someone to ask do you love me and be sure that the answer would always be yes? I live in a world where only the billboards are always. they’re twenty feet tall and the circle, the city, they coax and caress me they heat me and cool me they promise and plead me with colour and comfort.
you get to sleep with me tonight (the me being ovaltine),
but who wants to get to sleep with a cup of ovaltine,
what kind of sleep is that for someone who used to have someone
to ask do you love me and
be sure that the answer
would always be yes?