A Real Piece of Work
Like a swimmer keeping their new haircut above the water
this song won’t touch a melody.
A melody is a waste of a day
the way my apologetic blusteris too much for the crime or too little.I play this song when I’m in bed writing
Pink Moon
They say a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. I just still don’t know why I chose to take mine in the ladies’ toilets at work. I was, for the first time, attempting to install inside myself a Mooncup: a bendy silicone vessel that
