INTERNAL COMBUSTION COCOON:
Yeah, so, I get up early, love it. Scrape the ice off the screen,
engine running, heater up full. Build a temporary installation to be
discarded at sunrise. A mobile cocoon, a secret, private place on
wheels. Faces illuminated, red & blue in the glow of dashboard lights.
reliving memories of riding proud & thrilled with Dad in the cab of a
freezing truck before the world woke up – just the two of us,
underscored by radio broadcasts. Surfing the dial, we join another
red-tail snake into the city.
Listening to ‘Moonlit Bang Bang‘
(K)
Plenty of miles Karl,
Give me a wave in my 18 tonner
Automatic cruise on the back of the red tailed snake.
Bought a Bose
Found Jazz FM London
Listening Watching The Well
Stripping the Christmas tree
Memory capsule*