Chicago calling 

– lines composed as a result of spending a Sunday afternoon in The Green Room, Chicago, in July 2014

Play with your eyes 
out of your head 

Strum the chords

out of your corners

Crawl all over

his melody 

into ecstasy  

across the tap tap 

slap into the face of her heart.

Glasses pop

into stacks

wicked slick 

beats bleat 

complete insider

Out to play 

The Green Mill pill