BLACK AND TANNED

for Eric

Black and tanned we hurly-burlied through

the ship swaying of streets and doorways,

and maze of cityscapes,

amid the sweat of clinking glass laughs,

propelled by a taste for the tragic.

                               

In a bitter swill of

blurred anecdotes and redundancies

we have talked of heroes, villains and

the sacredness of socks.