Poem. Summer 2023.
I WANT TO KNOW ENOUGH ABOUT DRUM AND BASS THAT I CAN EXPLAIN WHY I THINK CHASE AND STATUS IS SHIT
I WANT TO BE ABLE DEFINE POST-PUNK IN CONVERSATION WITH MUSIC PEOPLE
I WANT TO ENJOY THE IDEA OF LIVING IN BERLIN WITHOUT FEELING LIKE A PARODY OF MYSELF
I WANT TO DEVELOP A COMMUNITY OF LIKE-MINDED INDIVIDUALS
I WANT TO CORRECTLY PRONOUNCE THE NAME OF THE FANCY LAGER IN THE FANCY BAR
I WANT TO ETHICALLY ORDER SECOND HAND CLOTHES IN SUCH A WAY THAT MAKES ME LOOK AND NOT LOOK LIKE MEMBERS OF BLACK COUNTRY, NEW ROAD
I WANT TO OWN A BASEBALL CAP IN AN EARTHY GREEN COLOUR ON WHICH THE EMBROIDERED NAME OF MY FAVOURITE BAND SITS
I WANT TO COOK VEGETARIAN MEALS THAT DEMONSTRATE KNOWLEDGE OF A WIDE VARIETY OF INGREDIENTS AND CULTURES
I WANT TO GO FOR A WALK IN THE PARK AND SMELL THE GROUND AFTER ITS BEEN RAINING
I WANT TO OWN A CD PLAYER AND COLLECTION BECAUSE I KNOW VINYL IS BOTH MORE EXPENSIVE AND DETRIMENTAL TO THE ENVIRONMENT
I WANT TO SIT ON THE GROUND IN AN EMPTY FIELD LEAVING MY TROUSERS DAMP ON THE BUM-SIDE
I WANT TO AVOID CLICHE AND PRAY THAT WHAT I MAKE IS WORTH SOMETHING