and the city
like an older
lover
gives one oh, so much
more
to discover     ..

and it’s been said my
social skills are appalling
but that’s pretty rude

says she found me a disappointing
lover
I’ll find my own, thanks

when she came to his flat
he said shyly
you’re the first

touched she said that’s nothing to
be embarrassed about

he quickly added
the others will be along
shortly

berwick street market
watching with my son
as a pigeon
pecked at and dropped a grape
on the kerb
over and over again

I called him
sisyphus
but my son said dad you’re so
****** pretentious   ..

wanted to write something upon
westminster bridge
but since wordsworth had already scuppered me
completely
I went back to the pub    ..

looking at st paul’s from
across the river I see
someone looking back   ..