This was written 12th March 1995 on the back of one of my B/W photos of New York. I had put an ad in Time Out because I wanted to meet people in London to hang out with who enjoyed doing the same things as me. I met a Jewish girl called Amber who took me one Sunday afternoon to a disco/club thing in a church. It was weird - like a church fete full of hippies on god knows what substances, lying on mattresses, staring up at this huge screen with random images projected onto it. After seeing an insect I suddenly had a flash of inspiration and scribbled this down...
The insect climbed onto the sheets
Into the warm and into her lair
She breathed out silently
And put her clothes on the chair
He rubbed his legs together
And rolled on his back
She eyed up the circumstances
And then she stepped back
With shiny black eyes
He gave her a stare
Seizing the moment
She squashed him right there
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