an unnamed promise

Updated: Jun 15, 2018

i felt all sorts of tickles coming backstage again

because it felt like summer

and afternoon music

and mic tests

and morning stretches

with scripts and crafts till early hours

and sweaty motorbike naps

and you

and gosh i swear i’ll work so hard so so hard

and soon we’ll have our own changing rooms

and instruments

and filming lights

and pick up van

and rotating stage

just wait

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