Teeth grinding before we leave Llangollen
the babbling begins
& some heads turn
did we sleep
one hour or two?How much have we drunk?
How much MDMA did we do
& how much speed
strange stuff it was
Intense whizz hit that dissipated after half an
hour
characteristic of charlie
But a tenner a bag just
& the recess behind the Nissan hut
which became sodden with piss
& the high wall we sat on
the treacherous high wall
the moths around the light
& the bats around the moths
And all the bulging eyes
two hours ahead of us
on this bus
& it takes us home through the hills
as the night falls
passengers frozen in yellow light
like gnats in amber
& we grind our teeth
& we talk crap
and the bus takes us over the hills
towards our home
following the river
a lead thread through the trees
the stars come out
& we’re happy
.
Niall Griffiths
.