07:00:
Catbus, first bus, rides empty between the fields, cuts dark
with luminous eyes, all it’s bones lit up inside. Flickers behind
naked trees & hedgerows, black shadow fingers, magic lantern.
Moves silent along the road, unseen, still as a shrine prepared
to receive.
Listening to Kris Davis ‘Always Leave Them (wanting more)’
(K)
Karl Hyde 
Ah sad times Karl with the passing of Lemmy. I met him at the Marquee when I was 17 he was a lovely soul. Been a fan for many years through Hawkwind and Motorhead and I’m glad I got to see him one more time last year. So I leave you with this.
….& suffocate
With
Dirty fumes*
Any reference to the Catbus is always smile fuel…thanks for that.
If only our public transport was as cosy and obliging.