Genuine fakes
why leave
why leave?
Here the lights
sometimes not lie …
Genuine fakes
why leave
why leave?
Here the lights
sometimes not lie …
We are first classed
thousand miled aircrafted
then for two nights
cocooned
in AC hotel rooms …
A dead kitten in a tree
five feet above the street …
The latch clack
of breakfast preparation
is the alarm call
at thousands of feet
for us …
I have watched the plays
of Dennis Potter
and attended games
of English soccer …
It is drizzle
almost
the fine rainfall which is fixing
as the mass of coats and hoods …
With your re-found lover
are you re-visiting
those ancient playgrounds
left long unanswered?…
The area code was known
to me
and for a few footsteps
I wished it was bad news…
There are Yanks
doing snake stories
in the boozer…
I thought Fuck It
and pulled in at the pub
I found the weight
of a heavy beer…