‘Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends’ – a toast..
It was a champagne reception,
With champagne cocktails.
Taffeta sprayed from the waist,
Their vows giggled on their lips.
Like champagne, the perfection of desire.
Like champagne, exquisite blisters.
Like champagne, the kiddie in the river-
Bubbles ascending, golden light.
Champagne: its base, its superstructure-
It melts into air.
They poured over the trenches, like champagne.
Shrapnel, cordite, bullets, like champagne.
Like champagne, we remembered them.
Hawblossom like champagne.
Cow parsley like champagne,
Cassiopeia like champagne
The ditch, the hedgerow, then the stars.
She rose from the commode like champagne in a flute,
The carers applaud, like champagne.
Seborrhea, like champagne.
Hypertension, like champagne.
Asthma, like champagne.
Under the microscope: basophils, lymphocytes-
A dry day in April, then the rain broke. Hail pattered
On the roof of the nissen hut.