An on-going exercise to use ‘found words’ in my story-telling: 1. These are words that were drawn on a pavement near Camden Market. Who wrote them and why… there’s a story in there somewhere!
Get a guitar,
The man he say as he quickly ran away
But I don’t mind, I 4give, let go, and then let my talent flow
Creative principals in full effect, spontaneity in every breath making it up as I go along
The sister say, as she gently walked away
She brightened up a cloud filled day
But conscious breathing does that anyway