Wednesday 6 May 2015

WILD THINGS



theres
a warm space in springs winter chill
and
1000
memories
of Spa towns and South Western trains
and
stale sweat bars
with
cooked ceilings
deep
in
some central London netherworld
charge
me
down
like a herd of wild things

its like someone opened a cheap can of summer
and 
it
bombs the estates
with
a
rush of hot wind
before
a
frost
at
dusk
ruins the early buds
and
1000 more memories ride the empty chill

memories
of 
Greenwich and Bank
of
open
fire
pubs
in some central London netherworld
charge 
me
down
like
wild things
again


 from www.travellingbazaar.com

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