THE COAST
ROAD
Funland isn’t
open.
Slots long
emptied,
cobwebs mark out
footprints and
only
errant light
hangs out
where pool and
pinball played
to the gallery of
rogues.
Funland isn’t
open.
At the Rendevous
there are few
tears
since the smoke
ban.
Takings are down
and whatever
cloth
they had was
cut to make
small
handkerchiefs.
Funland isn’t
open,
and this whole
road
is a wet weekend
waiting for
Spring;
waiting for a
hint of warmth
on a cold
shoulder.
Funland won’t be
open.
Time worn boards
have been
renewed,
but at the
massage parlour
there is light.
Tony Noon
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