Decades

from A Wayward Mirror by Errant Boy

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The peal of the church bells hits the ground and nestles out the back of a bungalow where the turf and the stepfather are blowing smoke rings through hard weather.

A mother watches her own smoke clear at sixteen, fixing a wayward mirror on someone else's kitchen wall. She walks outside. Her steps are basted by the sun.

I realise there's somewhere I had to be.
I realise that I don't have the time.

The decades hover, the decades fuss. Like helicopters, the decades buzz us. My little sister is counting beads. 'I can count to twenty-nine. Do you want to hear me?'

From a Sergio Leone tracked diagonal, this bench is plaqued by someone else's memory and images you gave to me.

With your scratchcard and your furious coin, that could cover any one of our eyes. Cover the sun, cover the moon, I swing to a parallel and walk on by.

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from A Wayward Mirror, released April 1, 2016

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Releasing beautiful DIY sound since 2015. Home to beatniks Errant Boy, melancholitronic fiends Blue Tiles, dreampop troubadour Stephen McLaren and DIY pop mechanic Locked Hands.

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