Malta: V

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They are lighting up the city for a festa.  ____ develops a migraine after valiantly rallying at the Henry J. Beans Happy Hour.  I don’t know what to say to do but I am genuinely concerned and the depth of my concern itself concerns me, struggling to nail down the origin of a thought as I retreat down past Old Mint Street with a Cisk and a lit cigarette that I don’t smoke until close to the incongruous Pizza Hut outlet.  I sit and listen to the cabaret act play ‘Shine On You Crazy Diamond’ in full over a red wine and it is only the smell of burning cotton that tells me I’ve burnt a cigarette hole through the hem of my purple polo shirt.  The cat that has been here previous nights is not here.  Where is she, I wonder?  What is she doing right now?  I sit, legs in the pool, close to midnight, receiving text messages and playing the Eurythmics on loop.  My new jam is ‘Fingers and Thumbs’ by Erasure.  A shattered heart it loves to breathe.

Published by gurdeepmattu

I’m an author and publisher. I live and work in London and am the author of “Sons and Fascination” (2011, Paperbooks). It's available here: http://amzn.to/eaTVCx

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