On South Pier


The Mickey Mouse Wild West bingo motif
Hangs baroque from each stanchion in peeling gold leaf
As the girls in their boob tubes and kiss-me-quick hats
Dance to Formby and Jolson and old Boomtown Rats
Records, scratched long ago when the jukebox took part
In a fight between junkies come down from Grange Park,
And below, through the boards, on the oil slick waves,
The reflections of fairgrounds take watery graves,
As the one legged seagull stumps by on its hips
In the hopes of some black and green vinegar chips,
And the girl in the change booth is locked in her dream
Of the day when South Pier falls into the sea.

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