Monday, 24 January 2011

A trip to the theatre

An old factory made to do.
Shabby looking and rough around the edges.
Fringe.
My favourite.
I drink in the smell:
paint,
dust,
sweat,
adrenalin,
anticipation.
I've come home.
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  1. Barb25 January 2011 at 00:52

    An apt description - I can see the old place, too - and feel your anticipation.

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