Topsy-turvy revelers drink and dance down the hill
The road is listing dangerously and the crowd is slipping away
It is all a matter of perception, no handrails to grab no lifeboats to board
Like the Titanic we are going down while the music keeps playing
Lying in the deck-chairs of our drunken minds we float away dead and alive
Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2017 Carnival Gallery