Rum In Brightly Coloured Tumblers

Wrapped in a blanket
On a rooftop in Shoreditch
We're Drinking rum and coca cola
From brightly coloured tumblers as the sun comes up
Hidden by thick grey clouds
That illuminate
the grey slate tiles
That glow and glisten
And threaten to tip us off
Onto the pavement three floors below.

The neighbours skip
Over chimneys to join us
Dickensian

In gold studded leggings
Sav blanc in one hand
Lit Marlboro light in the other

We dance
And sing too loud
And fall about
Delirious
Drowning out tiredness
With rum and coca cola
Sipped from brightly coloured tumblers
That punctuate the grey, grey
Slate tiles
Grey Concrete and thick grey clouds.

Splintered toes
And blisters
Broken glass
Snug in a stripy blanket
Spilled drinks, kebab and chips
And rum in brightly coloured tumblers we relieve the sun of his duties
And light up london ourselves

As the day dawns.