Dorchester became Edinburgh -
An icy drizzle fell from a dark sky -
My hair smelled of cigarette smoke -
I recited verses from The Book of Job -
I wept stinging tears -
I remembered The Grassmarket, the girl we met on Calton Hill -
The bar in Leith -
The charming gangster with his horn rimmed glasses and plans for illegal raves -
Being strangers, or holy fools -
20 May 2022
The Old School House
East Stoke
Dorset
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