childhood

i think i got a smack on the back of the legs a couple of times ... that was the sixties ... usually we were sent to bed for the day where we would stand screaming in our cots 

actually she had a very authoritative voice which i feared ... 

its like you've got to make music with old bones or something 

my mother wouldn't  let me have a keyboard
just like that its like you've got to use 
crappy tools first 

like that effing drawing board made with string ... 



1.37am, 3.02.13. 

and I love thee according to my bond