the slide leads down with screws drilled in the sides of it.
so what if some music producer - sorry - 'engineer' died?
you take a may bank holiday when you can...
midweek and alone, staring out the open window,
strong lager on the window cill, cool air drifting in
such a shame to waste so much
when so little's been paid.
all the times when things were good
this is an unhealthy obsession
fuck it all in the bin or high up on the shelf
leave all bad programming behind,
accept transistors
and wirings of the mind.
bend backwards to meet it:
as you let go.
you ever feel like you're falling asleep?
yet again
yet again.
makes you think
makes you think
footsteps audible.
