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a certain mood of melancholy,

this music will always remind me

of late-night donald sutherland films,

strangely wistful and engaging,

and picking you up drunk from parties …


a radio keeping me awake,

a song replaying in my room,


a just-before-exams

listlessness and guilt

in the bar at night.

strange people saying hello to me

and alan arkin being destructive in cars.


I fall in love all the time

and am beginning to feel old.

I’ve had a month of being twenty-one.

I think of boys I never used to know at school.

I wonder what they are doing now.