Portáls

The walk down is manageable,
As the last beams of sunlight
Bounce off the uneven pavestones.

The boats slowly come into view,
As the glare reflects off their angelic,
Pure white bows, they disappear, then become
Vivid again. The water glimmering.

Walking adverts for Gucci and Chanel,
D&G Sunglasses, with Tony & Guy hair.
They glide past me, I’m invisible to them:
My clothes weren’t bought in a boutique.

Moet, until early hours, and then,
the struggle, the unattainable task.
I start the climb. My Everest.

Portáls

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Joined January 2008

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