“All my world in one grain of sand…and you own it…”
- Goldfrapp
The night is opaque; my nostrils are filled with city scent of sweat, concrete, and what one of my companions tells me is “chicken poo”.
The heat slowly swallows Melbourne whole.
© 2009 Gin
Chicken poo?
I think the chicken poo observation might have come from someone who paddles about in plants a bit. And uses a bit of chicken poo to fertilise them.
yes well it did smell of chicken poo. or sewer. it smelt bad.