I set out at dusk, the road is warm and dusty. The sun’s retreating, you see, scared little twat knows I’m out to get him. The sky is bare now, its nakedness turns me on. The clouds take their time to dress it up; ah! there they are, the stars! Sneaky bastards! I hear the … Continue reading

Where to?

Except for those street dogs in the suburb, loneliness loomed on this usually busy road. A few bikes went past me as I drove slow, soaking in the sunlight. It could’ve been a good day; everyday can be a good day, if only you could do something about it. On the left stood a bus, … Continue reading Where to?