A stale-cell by 10 A.M enclosed in discount offers
& tins of tepid larger, 10 P.M an open wound
red light display, a raw cavity rotting away
even the flies have died, an abscess on the way?
The hot-air whistling wheezing away
all day like a punctuated lung as
I serve off the void behind my plastic
cage waiting for the weekend.
“Buy 1 Get 1 Free a lottery ticket & a bottle of Lambrini!”
A swelling of shops on every street,
loud & obnoxious the kind that's cheap,
a pink decay eating away day by day.
A modern Gin Lane but cheaper.