light splatters the walls
wildebeest throng grunt and grind
flesh pressed in the swill
Maybe I’m just getting old. As designated driver, I could watch the pub fill up with cold sober detachment and observe the behaviours of human wildlife, much like David Attenborough would be, commenting on migratory wildebeest on the savannah. It was bloody carnage just trying to get to the loo. These smooth dance music places just aren’t for me! Glad I had a seat!
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