I’m writing a book,
In fact I’m writing a few,
But must finish one.
Sat with my coffee,
Looking for inspiration,
In it’s hot blackness.
Taking photographs,
Of the everyday things,
Seeing how they look.
As complex as simple is.
I’m writing a book,
In fact I’m writing a few,
But must finish one.
Sat with my coffee,
Looking for inspiration,
In it’s hot blackness.
Taking photographs,
Of the everyday things,
Seeing how they look.