locker 91 revisited

i make a faith deposit in locker 91
b808 beats along
through the state of glasgow
lucy breenges to the counter
by the great-posture pub monster
pistil shoots and buds later
i have a callus from daily hooving
(with the hoover)
everyone you love and you will die one day
so i give thanks while we share the same air

the 808 is of course a drum machine as well as a road that runs past my flat in the west end of glasgow. i cross it on my way to the gym, where i used locker 91 if its available.

breenge is a scots word for pushing through. in the doublet, there was a great big dog in that night, all curly and humungous.

i have long believed that if you use a hoover you must hoove with it.

basically this was all a fun night in the pub with people i love.