Editing Knowned Works

(Well...they're not reknowned works, first there is the painful knowning process)

"The Day Flies Off Without Me"
The planes bound for all points everywhere
etch lines on my office window. From the top floor
London recedes in all directions, and beyond:
the world with its teeming hearts.

I am still, you move, I am a point of reference on a map;
I am at zero meridian as you consume the longitudes.

John Stammers

(there is some pointless reference to pacts to read letters simultaneously, which is very telling, not showing and hence must be dumped. The rest reads like a good melancholic movie scene, probably a Hollywood movie trying really hard (like Closer) but wtf)

Enough arbitrary narcissism...lets stare vacantly at some Bored Couples, and avoid thinking - Could that be me.?? Strange, no one says that when they flip through the Kamasutra..too few of us use mirrors during sex, and there are too many mirrors in restaurants.