upper deck

she booked me first and so the blackberry

jam and toast struggle for space

interlaid with the blotter and gleaming steel

nearly clean

 

the streaky lines merge with tomato served

onto virgin white and the endless silver

rails at me as i look up

clocking gantries

 

the tea is quite good another will do

better than the stew that hides by my feet

i bought it forgetting this friday treat

to manchester