Sunday, 27 June 2010

Pointless Pubs

POINTLESS PUBS
All the hectic routine,
the toing
the froing
the flitting
the flying,
the eternal round
of pubs selling
watered-down beer.
Never getting anywhere -
not even back -
the route is different
but the journey's the same,
beer-flavoured water
is all we find to buy.

A million pubs,
a million roads,
motorways
and country lanes
and at the end
the pointlessness
of one more pub
to add to the list.
© GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Sheffield, 26th September 1970

Publications

1972 THE WINE THE WOMEN AND THE SONG (Pyle, Kenfig Press)
1990 The Affiliate (Canada)

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