I'LL BE BACK IN TUEBINGEN NOVEMBER 11TH TO 15TH!

I'LL BE BACK IN TUEBINGEN NOVEMBER 11TH TO 15TH!

7.2.13

LEITH WALK, EDINBURGH









































Leith Walk it was
where Thomas Carlyle realised
that God did not exist:
Leith Walk
where Stevenson lit
his student pipe
and leched
after a shopgirl’s arse.
He spat
at dashing businessmen,
faces gripped
by hate,
and he loved
the night
did RLS:
the swinging hips,
and lifted dresses;
the tartaned whores spread
over a wild Scots wasteland,
showing their floodlit thighs,
keys flashing
in expert hands,
ready to unlock,
tease out,
the strangest dreams;
in full sight
of a devilish moon,
Leith Walk,
and a nonexistent God.





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