Love and a West End Musical

Love and a West-End Musical

Lights
spin a yellow white above

Sloane Square

and Christmas is not mine

(you say Georgia with no r)

But that woman

smiling actress dyed blonde

leaping head long over London escalators

like a scream

be a chaseable bird.

Her skirt blown so we can almost feel

the smugness of her easy brow

the dimness of that dying dress

still you wish me happy Christmas.