When you walk into the crowded café
You think that everyone notices you
That their heart rate increases a little
That they feel a small stirring down below
That women want you, men to be you

Excerpt from ‘A Cloud of Smoke‘ by Paul Conneally

Read the full poem at Poets Media ‘A Cloud of Smoke’

Giant Glove – Yew Trees ft Little Onion

Giant Glove ‘Yew Trees – The Mixes’ out on Spotify, AppleMusic etc.