neal pike sst8 headline show line draft

9 Feb

so ive turned it into a bop here it is already gave afrah my tech wish list
estimated time 2 minutes

He grabs sausages from the fridge enters them into a pan
as dad makes dinner for his plants shrouded in a jumper of purple light
I am plant pot on the worktop my hand clawed around YOUR beer
I open my mouth to speak words fall out, words you don’t want to hear
he is a pottering mass of pink Floyd tea and wine gums
I am a jabbering mess of rotten wine gum thoughts

in the garden where I am growing into you
You see me as your feet tap around the kitchen to the fridge
as you make coffee not noticing me ive been here 10 minutes
the sausages and liver on the hob smell like home
they smell like you as flavours headbutt me in the nose
and I forget what I wanted to say to you because
im drifting amongst the smells
one day I wonder will be in my kitchen in your shoes pottering to brand new
with the love and care that you do
In the garden where I’m growing into you

you cracked me head open egg like
filled it with music football and sarcastic responses to life
no always means yes
as you so no to a beer
I grab you a beer as we talk about music
its head is a ice cream but you wouldn’t like me perfect

In the garden where I am growing into you

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