"The two-bar electric fire throws a light
that's warmer than it's heat,
the wallpaper covers the wall
and that's about all, no aesthetic function.
The room is a cave and I a mere primitive,
letting the jungle noises recede,
licking the same bland sap and tasting multifarious flavours, grappling as our ancestors
did with lonliness and fatigue.
A modern man caught up in an antique paperweight snowfall dream" Phil Macafferty.