Friday 30 November 2012

#95 - Before The Aftershow Party

Lewis drove his Citroen Saxo through the plate glass front
of a Cash & Carry, and later claimed it was all part of the show.
He drank Tennants Super two cans at a time,
punching blowholes with screwdrivers - told me God was alive
but in hiding, a wild-eyed old man
with thunder in his digits and no place to go.

When he stepped onto stage, Lewis looked like a bull:
red, unfeasible, snorting with karma.
The audience shutterbugged, rippled and popped -
they lapped that shit up; they were rapt.

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