Minarets

by grimbeau

Last time I spoke with Chas

You know what you love?

He  asked

slow & low

Like Wilson to Shane

Taking in the Globe Livery

rustling my purpose built

beige safari suit

silence broke out till

Hesitatingly, I said

‘Fire!’

So we drank a toast

To Father, son, and

Holy Ghost & felt

a shedload better

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