Adelphi Nights
There was a bomb once,
once there was a bomb,
it opened the street
it killed a home;
it's the car park now.
There's a poem somewhere,
about fragility of home,
of safety,
of community that could
break,
snap,
fracture so easily.
Forbidden words
like evanescent
like liminal
call, the Adelphi bus-bar
Monday night,
shimmering in promise,
yet it could be gone,
so too easily…
A home then,
a second home,
a place of safety
and community
for spiky spiking sparking misfits from
across this city,
across this world.
There was a bomb once,
once there was a bomb,
it hung poised
above the side until
fear tore it down.
7th March 2016, edited and completed 4th June 2016, SG21 - Period Piece
