I like pubs
that place little flip top jars of ale
in front of their corresponding pumps
for punters to get a preview.
They are a wet breadcrumb trail
leading to a house
that, some days, feels made
of rickety wood,
damp skin and rotting bones,
and others is nothing short
of a fairytale.

© Carl Burkitt 2023

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