This Is Now

There are stale tobacco worlds
where dayworn dreams pile
high alongside cups, cans and
cartons, remembering last night.

These are the places where we
are never sure. Where evidence
has two sides or more and where
we feel obliged to take on things

we are unhappy with, to maintain
a sense of propiety. A sense of 
uncomfortable truths becoming
an acceptable form of this is now.


Tony Noon