First Draft – G-Spot

July 29, 2011

I wonder where all of the PVC people will go now
that G-Spot has closed down
it’s a terrible shame

It was happily there at the back of the city
covered with ivy,
in between a pool hall
and an overgrown cemetery
visited by no one
pulled up to in taxis
never did any harm
except to the willing

Oh G-Spot, oh G-Spot
you came
like an epiphany
I never went in you
but you reminded me, somehow
of Breakfast at Tiffany’s

But they opened a theatre
just across the road
with a glass fronted entrance
of glistening gold

and G-Spot closed down
the people all went
in a shimmering tussle
of hold ups and masks

Do they go the theatre?
will you turn into a bar?
will the PVC people
go there and dance?

Oh G-Spot, Oh G-Spot
where did you go
it took years to find you
I never knew you were there
at the end of my road

And then you were gone
disappeared out of view
your sign taken down
I still think of you.

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