Sam, In The Bar

Kings Cross, December 2004

Sam, in the bar remembers him grins an apology cannot manage funerals

Too many bad deaths too close together I have to keep some distance

Men neglect their beer glasses stare across the gulf to where she twists onstage

and twists off the scraps that decorate her flesh, which meets the light, the smoke the hungry eyes

and surrenders nothing © 2003-13 Stephen Taylor
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