Gwynn Davies Rose Gold

I like the speed of your thinking. Why don t you come and see me on Tuesday. Maybe we can talk it out. She looked cute smoking Navy Cut tobacco from a pipe as long as her forearm she stole from her old man. She likes Rose Gold. Has a cherry nose when she s outside drinking in the middle of winter. She likes Rose Gold. And, you ll never notice when she s outside drinking that her hearts a metronome. Met her on a train heading south to a party in London. She started smoking in the cabin and later in my rented room. Woke up in the hotel drinking percolator coffee. The note on the nightstand read, I m glad we re both exquisitely empty. Here am I staring done a barrel of my own ambivalence wondering whether to stay to go. Every second that passes is a second we have less. Tore the other dates out of the calendar. She likes Rose Gold. Has a cherry nose when she s outside drinking in the middle of winter. She likes Rose Gold. And, you ll never notice when she, 3