WRITING THROUGH A HARLEQUIN ROMANCE: STRANDS 1&2

STRANDS 1

the
pleased
to
misfortune

much
about
never

took
face
away

his
ever

chance
no
meaning

hot
bed
was
told

nurses
with
fortunte
available
repair

downhill
getting
scorn
strands

and
refugees
splendid

maybe
blood
theatre

comfort
sliding

this
decent
story
with
written

disgusted
the
proved
gone

seduce
a
vow
of
manner

smoothly
honour
the
spot
blowing

STRANDS 2

air
sweet
took
open
again

was
that
reminder
rhythmic
ever

his
laid
artiste
lapped
her
phony

maid
brows
pose

around
while
very
herself

star
bands
front
triangular

they
for
fun
in
towards
herself

finished
and
with
the
pictures

with
a
heart

were
forcing
which
country

here
grey
not
decorative

felt
to
matters
his
run

the
strain
come
cast

thoughts
eventually
struck
stars

light
in
few
pull

the
trouble
the
window
on
grimed

it
and
clanging

suddently
she
cycling

taken
in
that
going

its
blindly
acrid
had
been
prone

drag
collapsed
boards
next

fresh
assuring

ambulance
thought
after
loathing

heard
about
the
looked

with
were
looked

all
visit
for
morning

attitude
nor
the
dressings

as
voice
upper
water
about

alone
very
up
otherwise

blistered
but
half

badly
before
be
our
were

as
murmured
a
tear