Row Yer Boat, Kid.

kid rowed his boat down sewer
flow past skid row,

no oars, just paddled with hidden hands
to Fleet Street bar where six o’clock
shadows drink horse piss
at high noon,

sold that boat down muddy river
and am braced for tired
tread home,

but only when this ghost bar sinks
into harbor midst a refrain
of grateful groans.

image: https://giphy.com/explore/ghost-bar

image: https://www.saatchiart.com/art/Painting-Dark-harbour-walls/391682/3425787/view

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