green plastic roses dipped in soy sauce,
asian eateries scattered along neon lit lanes,
scented sidewalks speckled with rain drops,
shadowed tales on technicolour street corners,
and in them...i thought
i saw something that resembled myself

fleeting

i know her name

track 1.

and when i told him to leave me alone
he took me to a secret valley where
we grew a menagerie of records.

with a girl like you

identifying myself under siege:

record playing [artist] prayer pilgrim