Write for me
Walk with me and
take a few words that surround you
and we weave a poem
it will be beautiful.
Everything that falls naturally works out that way.
except it will depend on where we are standing.
and what place is around us as we walk.
The poem feels urgent.
Can you come as soon as possible?
Then I look
where I am
standing tall in an old zoo?
Do you believe me?
I hear my words
spoken outloud by
me once in my room alone
standing tall still
only now surrounded by 2,000 partygoers
people on holiday
holidaymakers dressed up as animals and
I am at the centre
my words float over and through
and under and over the thronging masses.
All this to say
because it was a great day
I had my words performed and recored and played
to thousands of people in an Ibiza rave
I don’t think my life
Hear the mixes here…….