Saturday's Walk Through London Fields

[dotinthesky]

London Fields forever. Sunny Saturday. Walk to Hackney after two salmon & cream cheese bagels, plus sweet coffee. Spring in the middle of winter. Happy crows. Peaceful drunks (with black eyes.) Hipsters look at Kevin and I; they must think we are pretentious écrivains, scribbling in our journals, on this bench, in the middle of an empty park.

Bicycles, baby strollers, dogs. Get your spring jacket out of your closet. Put on your sunglasses. Re-vamp your iPod playlist. London Fields is your catwalk. Pigeon shit on the benches - hard and crusty. Don't think it will stick to my winter coat.

Comments

mmmm,,,

[saint-narcissus.livejournal.com]

I am listening to DCD - toward the within,,,
coincidence? or not?

just stoppingb by to say 'hello!saturday night here, been nap all day, have the snivels and congestion from all the weird weather changes. and i have to bounce the door for the Stud bar tonight. it will be a chore keeping all the boys from kissing me! hehehe, don't want them to get sick, do i?

i see doug pexa in about 10 days! going to mpls for a bit.

i love this short sunday/saturday walk a bout bit, the words, the feel, mmmm,

keep writing my friend!

Peace&Love, David

Re: mmmm,,,

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

I thought you were visiting home already. Have fun at the Stud bar, and don't forget to give Pexa a hung from me when you see him. Take care, and keep writing yourself!