Jesus Drives a Hyundai

Jesus Drives a Hyundai

Leeds. 

Saturday night late 

and the girl’s shoes

can’t walk in a straight line.

There’s a man leering as she

pulls her skirt an inch lower

to the height of her thighs.

Birmingham.

A bottle smashes

a birthday kiss forever. 

A step forward and to

the right and the couple

just might have had a life 

by the sea. Grandchildren, love.

Cardiff.

An addict ties a shoelace

tight to find a vein. A syringe 

plunges to bright oblivion.

The smile first, then a dealers 

panic. Take his wallet, his watch. 

Everything is collateral.

Norwich.

In a church flickered by

candlelight. The fight fades and

no more she will pray. Driving

hard though winters’ wind. He’s 

through the Fens and so far away.

Singing, ‘I’m through the Fens and so far away.’

@Dartford

@Dartford