I spin the length of Dark Side Of The Moon watching the trees.
Two roundels stuck to the windscreen,
Support Your Local Hell’s Angels
Free State Of Avalon
No tax disc…
My neighbour lives in a Leyland EA. He looks thin and sick.
Says he wants to be a mechanic, which is just as well –
his truck never starts.
A man with a red beard smokes by.
He wears a trilby hat with a badge pinned to the band
The Man From U.N.C.L.E
Snow falls on the river.
Skeletons hang from the boughs
Updated poem, first appeared in Obsessed With Pipework, No.50