Pipe Dream…

*

Maggot always gets his man…

Wherever they go.

However far they flee.

However cunningly they hide…

*

Maggot enters the Ol’ George:

legendary menagerie of care-worn dreamers.

This evening’s vibrantly clad gathering part to allow him to the bar.

His ‘thirties’ hat and summer rain-coat are still the heir to respect even in a place of ghosts.

*

‘Curious location for a meet.’

Maggot never questions his sources: the food and drink of his success.

Maggot takes a corner-table.

Out in the street the night is glowing gold…

*

Later… when moved,

a dart of tiny pink-and-blue feathers

drifts from his neck.

*

 

 

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