Cue     He kissed me till the morning light He told me that I’d done all right                                         Laura Marling   No. Morning was still pacing the dark wings of night with an unlit fag, sweat stains under her arms and attitude. Method actor morning; that fag, wrong prop for dagger-face.Dark’s [...]


  Melt     All the snowy day  the woodcutter smashed his axe into hardwood and piled  the chunks at my door knowing the sin of splicing mahogany and feeding it to sparks uneasily coaxed from fire-lighters, cardboard and ply.   All the snowy day I sat at the window permitting the flakes to land [...]