Tiny stories

Like jealousy stains, like the things that calm down hurricanes

Like cream in guitars
Like jealousy stains
Like the things that calm down hurricanes
Like impotent roses
Like wrinkles in the sun and goosebumps on the moon
Like dreaming elephants and crying tigers
Like trains without rails
Like bottled meat and smurfed love
Like the sound of him painting colourful skeletons
Like the colour of acid rain
Like 42 fried fish floating where the reefs used to be
Like old laughter and young wisdom