Blackpool

Blackpool:

Today we broke onto the piers,

Marvelled at roller-coasters,

That were no longer there.

Empty Pavillions,

Hungry pigeons,

Short skirts.

It was crazy golf

Assorted novelty socks.

That was the day I paid for you to get a tattoo,

This way you would never forget me.

It seems cruel then that I left you the following day.

For the time being we were tourists,

Although, we only came from down the road.

A loud gasp at dildos and Princess Diana plates.

It could have been a less romantic trip,

We could have gone to Margate