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