I (HEART) IPSWICH

Everyone in Ipswich is here on business

Nobody lives in Ipswich

Everybody lives in hotels in Ipswich

All the men dine on their own in Ipswich

Ipswich is one of the most beautiful places in Britain

Ipswich is a beautiful place to do business

Everybody comes to Ipswich to do business

The Ipswich Quayside is filled with yachts

The Ipswich Quayside is beautiful at nightfall

Business is done on Ipswich Yachts

Men dine alone on the Ipswich Quayside

Everybody comes to the Ipswich Quayside

Nobody ever stays long in Ipswich

I don't ever want to leave Ipswich

The Ipswich Quayside is full of business

Ipswich is not a beautiful place to me

I dine alone on the Ipswich Quayside

Nobody comes to Ipswich to stay

HOTEL

It was a family room with four made beds
and three light bulbs that didn't light, a fuse
that had blown in a silent hairdryer.

It was home for the night. The choice of beds
whispered hints of sex. I'd never refuse
boys on the phone, hot–breathed as hairdryers.

It was a family room with four made beds
and three light bulbs that didn't light, a fuse
that had blown in a silent hairdryer.

LANCASHRING

for BC

Riding out of the ice crevassed rock.

Horwich, Buckshaw, Lostock Parkway

Every station stop is business.

Buckshaw, Lostock, Horwich Parkway

Midnight misting across like hail.

Lostock, Horwich, Buckshaw Parkway

My hands were lost in a mobile's light.

Horwich, Lostock, Buckshaw Parkway

Headlit motels at a taxi's halt.

Buckshaw, Horwich, Lostock Parkway

Fox eyes stared from a terrace window.

Lostock, Buckshaw, Howich Parkway

Railways unspooling from under wheels

Edale, Chinley, Grindleford, Hope