180 DEGREES:
I thought I heard you moving through a silent hotel room,
had you close for a second & felt good. A loved up couple
floated in their glow & showered hair as music turned on,
saccharin, I shuddered. A theme from the past when I was a
dry twig, snapped beneath the feet of a relentless night,
alone & eventually broken.
(K)

NUMBERS:
“Did y go out last last night?”
“Yeah”
“Any good fellas?”
“Allright. just danced, just wanted a laugh”
“Did ‘she’ pick anyone?”
“Yeah, there was this nice bloke, really nice, but a bit small,
but there was this other one, really nice shirt & dark.”
“Which one did she get off with?”
“Well we saw her with the first one & they were really hittin’
it off & he was nice & you could see he really liked her”
“They ‘all’ like her”
“Yeah, he asked her for her number & gave her his phone & she put in 0000″
“Get out!”
“Honest”
“Get OUT!”
“I know. For four 0, for four 0000 just cannot be true, right? – she said laughing”
“Is it play time, is it play town? GET OUT!”
😀
Guess I´m a bit late.
The waves from radio 6 were hilarious! Even though they came to me in ones and zeros in a file.
You and your friends are amazing and I really loved to hear your voice again.
Love you more 🙂