a treacle sponge pudding
'mind you don't burn your mouth'
Robin Trower on Rock Goes to College
pudding in a bowl in the dark
the black and white portable tv balanced
on the back room shelf while
their news or soaps are on in the front
pudding with a moist sponge and sticky sauce
I didn't know much about him
a Great British tradition with retro charm
but hungry for music, any music
feathery textured no custard thanks
boiled or was it steamed in a can, lick
hadn't thought much of recent episodes but
fish face Trower's loving every moment of this
'why don't you turn the light on in there?'
lick the spoon, maybe he's for the older brothers
I didn't know how you could be the singer
when the band had someone else's name
Daydream was the highlight, golden syrupy notes
coming through the tinny tiny speaker
comfort food music memory leakage in the dark
No comments:
Post a Comment