the flip
of
the scar
 marked
paddy wagon
blues
   steady
hold
steady
 and on
 Winston Churchill
   ah you
and your carnaby
    flowers
   seeing death
in your
   mother's eyes
  you clean the windowsill
 stare out at the
   buildings
    who is looking out
Winston Churchill
  grey dark suits
     lace curtains
         and the smell
of a musty room
 time for a cold
beer
  too much dust
in here