the beating heart
i always wondered how it would feel to fall
into the canal
years later
at least this one is fed by a river
centre of gravity shift and panic behind
movement
hours later
this place has become too touristy
says the drunk englishman with a single fully packaged
colgate toothbrush hanging
from his cotton trouser pocket
and the pub i last spoke to my dad
one on one is still doing well
apparently
posher now