I'll think I'll call it 'Appetite'

So it's just history and me. Guy Clarke, Prefab Sprout. Silk Cut. The rain scratching windows, of a Friday night. I could pick up the phone. Talk to a friend. In LA. CA. Basildon.
Cherry

6d Dreadfuls (Edit)

things change... and sometimes for the better

In the Ganges

In the Ganges there's a bud

The Year of the Golden Pig 6

Bored with this yet? Then say so.

Drunk With Hysteria

Your love seems my tragic and treacherous victory Shivering scents seeps through your flower mouth Am I wrong to feel concern and sympathy? Broken memory of mine

Drunk With Hysteria

Your love seems my tragic and treacherous victory Shivering scents seeps through your flower mouth Am I wrong to feel concern and sympathy? Broken memory of mine

Simon and Samantha

Watch me shiver Around your cold hands A dash of poison Sends our souls to sleep Do you remember Our love to the moon? I beg you, don't leave me Alone in my balcony Lost is my life
Cherry

Welcome to France!

And for the rest of that week, When phones went bleep,

Two skirts I have never worn

A grown-up's skirt from Spitalfields office black with some kind of origami sash - I could never figure how to tie it without looking like a bunny girl or gaping.

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