Sunday, 5 May 2013

Somewhere Near Somerset House

They ate soup from bolted down bowls,
before walking down palatial steps 
liquid and grainy. With beer eyes, 
each waits on his heels. 

Two oranges, 
and a bearded woman 
with iron wings 
go by. 

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