The market place
Lies empty
Newspaper in
The wind
Stale alcohol
And cigarette butts
Vomit, leaves
And sticks.
The main road
Less lively
Taxis pass
On double time
The Town hall
Is closed
No more
Desperate lines.
Of hungry people
Like characters cast
In some gritty drama
Of decades ago
Even foodbanks
Have a day off
As the pubs
Over flow.
The hospitals
Await the first
Of patients
Full of drink
Fighting in
The high street
Doctors rushed
Off their feet.