not in the mood...

Wow. I almost say this is an anger poem. But I love it!

thanks very much, guess
I was a bit peeved..:)

Theres room here with me, D. Ill share some hiding space. <3

shhh, they'll hear us..:)

Admission to rides is free... though egress is not :(

or perhaps everything
costs too much..?

You need a field full of stars! There is great hiding there, but I warn you: you can't hide from yourself there.

that's alright, I'll settle
for hiding from
everybody else..:)

Amen to that! A cozy cottage in the mountains will do for me!

the ruins of a deserted castle, in one
of the more remote regions of wales..:)

I love this. Beautiful and sad at the same time. The imagery of the city at night, the 'fairground', so vibrant and alive, juxtaposed with the desire to be anonymous. You do so much with so few words.

thanks, ed, some nights I really want
to be a part of it all,
but others, apart from it entirely...

I think we all need a hiding place - but then hiding is only good if its temporary - the daily fight goes on :-)

excellent ink

life as guerrilla warfare..:)