PREPPING FOR ANOTHER RADIO BROADCAST:

In the kitchen of love listening to techno for my sins,
waiting for porridge, remembering when I last heard these
tunes, where & who I was back then. The shivers don’t
come easy now, flushed out by years of doing the right
thing may not return the most out-there lyric, but I’m
alive & watching the sun come up over Essex – how sweet
is that kick drum?

(K)