I am walking towards
the dying sun
to the beats of the reggae drums
ba.bumbabum
babumbum.bum
Tell me a titillating story
about yourself, to the beats,
the beats of the reggae drums
babum.babum
ba.bumbumbum
I walk best when
New York astonishes me:
with its sheets of blue,
wisps of wind, curls of grey
and its beats, always the beats,
the bumbabum.ba
babumbum
the reggae beats
Written: 1/10/07
Image: The Train of Reverie - Dan-ah Kim
Monday, December 14, 2009
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