oil dark

by Peter Humphreys

oil dark on
city streets
gathers dusk
where old men
meet between
the bookies
and the pub for
as we scavange
high and low for
wood and waste
to make a glow
on bonfire night
the sky above is
purple black as
Annie scrapes
lipstick across
her tired lips
and on the corner
chisslers screech
a penny for the guy
mista but this mista
stops not on his way
with debts of honour
yet to pay on oil
dark city streets


Posted on 10/23/2006
Copyright © 2024 Peter Humphreys

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