Monday 30 November 2015

ALWAYS YOUNG ON SOMEWHERES ROADS



i dont care
that my youth
is gone

it was ill formed
dumb
and
badly raging

and anyway
there is still some slice of me 
kept alive 
out there -

drunk and climbing the rotten wharves 
on the thames peasant and muddy fringe
or laid prone in dawn residue
in the secret shrub garden
of socketts heath roundabout
the
rush hour traffic
alien
ships
to
my
ears

socketts heath 1955 from www.francisfrith.com


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