Night Shift In The Rain
Car park’s dead, bottle banks castle corners,
rain shuffles across empty spaces.
Shopping trolleys block Safeway’s exit,
mongrels sniff for action,
high tail it behind the Co-op.
The security man adores TV,
knowing the hours he’ll not live.
Then they arrive! Wearing rainbows
accuse grey,
from a world where melancholia is banned,
minor keys forcibly discouraged,
laughter, optimism obligatory.
Dog can’t believe its luck-
reversed and made a God!
They begin to dance, bang drums,
outrageous coloured costumes,
flattering air,
play violins, guitars, such joyful music-
shopping trolleys clapping
a synchronised beat.
This transcendental moment evaporates,
the dog witnessed events,
his tail’s unreliable.
The security man lost in a DVD,
the rest, us, too busy
watching rain attacking empty spaces.
Tom Kelly
To appear in the
Five Leaves Anthology ‘The Night’
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