call me this evening I can’t get away from this idea it haunts me like a ghost train its rivets rattling like so many lose teeth!


call me – l can’t escape this – no matter how far I plummet or how high l rise above the Blue Mountains, both abstract and severe whilst maintaining a pragmatic dignity. Call me: anything.

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