BUNGALOW SMOKEHOUSE:

Turn away from noise,
Follow side streets,
Leaving Red lights to leap the back of cars,
Mirrors on their back seats,
Coffees held between legs,
Mouths moving furious,
Invisible friends,
Words falling into thin air,

What you got to complain about?
Cheer that mouth,
Lift that head,
You thought you were invincible,
Went to far,
Caned it again,
Working shirtless in the rain

(listening to: ‘Distance Early Warning’ by Laurence Pike)

(K)