The blue mg sports car came out of the hill and around the corner
A spread of autumn leaves rising from its body.
That day is now a dead or alive painting, depending on whether you believe in God or an aging teddy bear?
An infection has intruded like a thousand hand grenades into that picture.
1953, The Church at Evensong, a certainty of sound, the age of never, never more alive.
Charlie Chips sings, “Only the night remains” the choirmaster takes another swig of Gin, and dies!
Out of time day full of believers, “Evening will give you the key” but, I Can’t even find my Overcoat.
People making promises that a gust of wind will break, a kingdom of Mannequins.
The blue mg sports car prepares for a blind corner ……… its too late it doesn’t make it,
neither do I. …………..
