GEA General Election: The Hearing, and The Dawn

Along the night
We had blurry vision
Of plastic glasses
Half empty with black coffee

Lights were low,
High-pitched tones,
And dead cigarettes
Laying on the floor

We wore the same
To bore, to blame,
My rubber shoes
Damped with sweat

Dances were skipped
While our dreamless eyes
Dimmed with exhaustion
Then we slept awake

(After a really tiring hearing….)

Let’s Runaway and Join a Circus Gang

Let’s runaway
And join a circus gang
We’ll wander around
Riding caravan

We’re gonna make it
Country to country
Where the grass is greener
And spaces are wider

We’ll play everyday
Under the sunshine
Below the moonlight
Among the little lamps

There are plenty of children
With smiles to laugh
Heart beaming
Wind chiming

We can have cotton candy
Or jump on trampoline
Whenever we like
Whenever we care

We can do the tango
And the clowns won’t judge
We’d forget about our age
And how we grow older
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Let’s runaway
And join a circus gang
Let’s pack everything
Start with your Holga

Let’s runaway…