Down at the Dream of Fair Women we made a mistake-
We stayed until day break.
Me and Marie on a trip to the sea in a Volkswagen Polo with P-plates.
I’d just passed my test, I was shaky at best
We stuck to the back roads and byways.
I ran off the road. We had to be towed -
Wedged in the hedges sideways.
Crumbling pre-war resort
Some Victorian hell
Sea front/ back water hotel:
Grim.
Soaked to the skin
We checked in without checking the intel.
The place was a mess, the decor distressed
The sign said the Dream of Fair Women.
Memory fails me. The darkness assails me.
Phosphor dot trails at the edge of my vision.
And all I want is the wifi code.
All I want is a tow back to the road.
Dim lit plague pit
Pagan retreat
Grey meat, stale beer and bingeing
Stains on the ceiling that drip in your drink
Down at the Dream of Fair Women
The pay phone was smashed
They only took cash
My contactless credit amounted to nothing.
Unable to pay in cash for our stay
We had to pay with something
And all I want is the wifi code
All I want is a tow back to the road
But what did we get?
The cannibal set
The spectres
The demons
the drinking
What did we get?
On all sides beset by the dead
At the Dream of Fair Women