"Come on, come on, come on, before the moment's gone" The lyrics of "No. 1 Party Anthem" by the Arctic Monkeys rang through the summer air. It had been a red hot summer, right from June, covering ... [+]
I muse my bed deep think to the ceiling I hungry the biscuit tin lazy the sofa watch an old war film—in each shot a horse dies I worry a text riot emojis laugh and cry and laugh and cry until I'm all wrung out sometimes I feel a compulsion to fall in love ponder the beauty of jointly planning a life sometimes I feel a burning need to tear open the car door at high speed just to see what happens