March
drinking at the window on the world at flat 4.
I could spend ages on that couch,
even though everybody calls it sofa.
and then we screenprinted tons of stuff.
tonnes, I mean.
tonnes, I mean.
with weird orange/pink colour.
use your clean hands to close the medium.
I'll find my way to a chippy somewhere
and a cup of coffee
coming back from home through the damp alleys
going back to a lonesome afternoon session
of screenprinting
rinse the squeegee
nice guy,
how much I loved you.
