Pools of vomit cling to the frozen ground
A collage of fast food ferments in cheap beer:
‘buy one, get one free’. The tills ring loud and clear.
The intestinal cocktails run a Hansel and Gretel line
from the exit of the disco dome to the doors of senior citizens –
weekend hostages too frightened to leave their homes.
It was four below zero when the toxins hit the street.
The display of youthful fun remained solid for two days,
walked away by pedestrian feet.