a night of hoodening
& the S.S.L slumps spent
in the back of the Honda
pen drive stuffed with dubstep
Lassus De André
the sampled chant
of two softly swaying hags
tucked in the nave
with the Ox & Ass
mesmerised & bodiless
their murmuring fades
these darkened walls
where damaged souls brush through
on route to supermarket brightness
& shrink wrapped trays of Lithuanian veal
Varzi January 2010