RICTUS GRINS AND STRAIGHT FACES
I noticed Jeremy Hunt at the front
adjusting his tie for the world watching,
where actors playing Churchill were filmed
bully beef rotting on the vine
the squatting of force prepared.
For once the dramatics were plain to see
a sense of occasion contained,
body clocks at ground zero
flies assembled around shit that smelled so fresh
designed to be impressed.
boys used to play cowboys and indians
with capguns in cloistered gardens.
Well here's your chance boys!
Jeremy, recently elevated looked very pleased,
not phased in the least by an instant switch
to more pressing commitments abroad.
leaving at home his rictus grin
to let some Blenheim history soak in.