Doing
Lunch With Janus
Such things you were telling me
as we shared macsomething deals.
The atrocities of the red army
when the reich fell. Not quite
tit for tat (how could they be)
but appalling nonetheless.
It couldn't happen now,I say,
the beer halls which fomented
madness are long gone or re-painted.
The silence you smile between us
looks both ways before allowing us to
pick out whispers among the happy meals.
Tony Noon
