Fitzroy, October 2019

One sunny afternoon in October
after a long Melbourne winter
I heard a savage angel
outside my apartment window
Chords clanging in the sun
I heard the line that always creeps up on me
no matter how many times I hear him sing it.
Doesn’t mean that much to me, to mean that much to you…
And still, every time I hear that voice sing those words
I discover something that means that much to me.

Man of mystery...