Station

"Swansea?is still the best place."*
Dylan Thomas

The Grand Hotel
wears its scaffold
like a brace.

A drunk tells me
I smell nice
so I hand him some change.

A poster has Thomas
with his feet up
in a reflective,
laminate mood.

"Swansea?" he begins.

The clock strikes,
A hen-night alights,
Ellipses sing,
Trains gladly terminate,

and no one hears the end of it.

* From a poster in Swansea Train Station. The poster is there to
celebrate the fiftieth anniversary of Dylan Thomas's death.