IN A CAGE OF PURPLE THORNS:

 

I met a man from Norway who smiled & asked,

“Excuse me but are you karl?” I’d walked in off the street

to buy a pairs of ACNE’s & knew his face, his familiar friendly 

greeting. 

“Only on a good days” I replied, he smiled, so I returned the 

generous gift & grinned – clearly this was a good day. 

The Emerald City had let the sun in early, put on it’s party dress 

& was dancing for me when I slipped out the tube-hole,

a little bleary, maybe even ‘edgy’, but the light had done the 

trick, dis-armed me, turned my head around & the greeting I got 

stepping in off the street set me up for an inspired production 

meeting that made me glad I’d made the effort.

The coffee flowed, I fizzed & popped, it felt good to be in

such benevolent company. I work with gifted & selfless people,

the kind who lift your spirits on dark days & make you laugh.

The room was hung with the knowing eyes of acrylic nudes,

I pointed to one, “Shoulda used that for the album cover”.

 

Thick frost & a red sun to light the road to rehearsals today,

good to be back with the band. 

Futura 2000 (The Escapades of Futura 2000) ft the Clash from the 

Celluloid Records comp on the stereo.

 

 

 

(K)