It was a secret,

one of those places you

were not aware of

until you were properly ready

to understand the significance of the change

it would bring

into your life and the preparation

into the adult that would stand bare naked one night

thirty years later

as the world became a more lonely place.

 

I found myself recalling the piece

that landed me my first part

inside the hallowed halls of the most exciting building

in the whole of Bicester and started to hum it,