©SKETCHES BY MAKO: ATOM#9

Venus, O Venus, praise be to the Atom!
For I have found the sweetest plum in a prickly forest!

His name rolls off tongues,
Like Galapagos, Leprosy
His voice is of angels,
Or celestial bodies

Modus Vivendi

In simulation, we exist
A model universe,
An archaic Linux

I’ll give him the Appalachians
Or perhaps the microverse
Perhaps we’ll meet then?

5pm, The Old Western
Bring a coffee and a bestseller
Let’s hash something out, like

What are your favourite stories?
Mine starts in Glasgow

Romeo, O Romeo
Dark days bring bright nights
Aurora borealis, that twinkle in your eyes

Romeo, O Romeo
If Shakespeare could still speak,
A banquet of roses, a Babylonian feast

Romeo, O Romeo
I don’t write to you often
A million mixed messages
And perhaps, midnight coffee?