My 2nd ever poem: essentially about how I found music and drum & bass + the nights out at ‘The Tube’ (a disco club in bristol).
I remember the extended version,
when all the braces & notes had
a strength of reason & familiarity.
I remember the evaporated water
falling like rain in the tropical caves.
I remember the tremor of a future
where thrills and failure fall together.
I’ve forgotten who I am and maybe
who I could be…