Christopher Flaherty Poet Free verse

Sweet 21 Water Brown

I spent my 21st birthday
In a squalid old bed and breakfast
On the outskirts of Liverpool

That cost me $10 to light
And 20 a night 
With the only bathroom
1 floor down

The toilet water brown
Pungently scented
The bed fermented

Now 21 years on
My 42 birthday hath come
And the only thing that has changed

Is I am further estranged
From what is luck
What be deemed chance

And the all too familiar
Side wise glance
Tut of derision
Privilege based on class

Shatters still my heart of glass

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