Today I purchased

The Complete Poems of Hart Crane

From a second hand bookshop

In Newton Abbot

This was a lucky find

As my train was seriously delayed

It was whilst reading Crane’s poetry

That a waitress in the buffet approached me

And expressed an interest in his work

We read together between tea toast and buns

And later went on a crime spree in the town

I was arrested in Dartmouth later that evening

And was charged with reading American poetry

To the impressionable buffet waitress

In court I pleaded guilty to all charges

And was fined five pounds

My book of poetry was also confiscated

Mai Mai is still on the run

And was last seen reading

The Complete Poems of Hart Crane

On the sea wall near Dawlish Railway Station