Party Lines

Party Lines

You know how it is.

That knock on the door.

The face you haven't

seen for years.

The spiel.

The handout.

The promise that

this time it'll be

different.

Everything fleesed!

The cut of him.

And the long spoon

in the drawer.

The long knife

as well.

Photograph: A bridge over

the river Skane.

Dalgan Park/May 2007.

The Graveyard Shift

The Graveyard Shift

The remains

Moulding away.

Like a passing fancy

Gone...Stretched

On some convenience.

Hadn't a prayer

And poor enough service

In the end.

Attendants drifting

In and out

Dying for a smoke

Getting their fix

From some box in a corner

Plastered with exhortations

To eat more fruit,

Cake while you're waiting

Hollow eyed

Behind frosted glass

Filling in details

Have you had an accident?

Is your visit really necessary?

Killing time!

To degrees of indifference

Next!

Photograph: Sheep's Gate.

Last remaing gate

town wall Trim.