Life is and continues to be fractured. As I get older the truths and constants that I held in my hands as law now seem like childlike echoes of something more noble…
Saturday, 31 August 2019
I don't like to boogie
after the music stops
I watch the people leave
staggering like fools
arm in arm
mouth to mouth
drowning the poorly lit streets
with unwanted screams and song
home they go
to clumsy sex
or toilet bowls
or maybe both
who knows?