Waiting or results 

 

Before the night ends,
you’ll stand

Po’ faced
you dough face

of the English
type, so upper crusted

union jacks
proud to flag you down

in cities with
too many vowels

& nothing but
pubs & chippies aline

over burnt char of
NHS & government spine.

Oh, you look
so innocent & naïve

yet keep alive
those growing branches

of money trees
lining certain listed-house

streets we
couldn’t drive to if we

had car or license,
where trains don’t need

to go & local
Waitrose is small & nominal.

 

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