with apologies to Elmore James

The Watergate story was unfolding

the summer I often found myself

covered in dust. Bowie’s Starman

had landed from another planet.

I was a recovering uni dropout

with no clue what to do next.

I don’t remember it raining much.

Still, you could only stand it

for an hour or two. We parked

our bins in an alley out of sight

of the ...

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