that man shall not be
speaking to me again
his rudeness of manner
is too much to sustain

my inquiry he didn't
see fit to reply to
so I've blocked him
as one is entitled too

no more shall he
be hearing from me
his disrespectful air
really bugged me

Remember when the sun kissed you darling?
No?
Look at your skin and the memories will come flooding

in our daily haste to not miss
sales, appointments, buses, flights,
we tend to overlook the world
that gives us all these options

the awe-inspiring heights of our mountains
frightening majesty of our seas
powerful forests breathing life
the elegance of animals
a pleasant view of cultivated land
even the buzzing habitat of cities

we may be only a small part of seven human billions
yet it behooves us well to be aware
     and celebrate
the fragile beauty of our world

upon a ledge i felt this urge
to look beyond
the rock under my feet
crazy
is not a goal
a destination maybe
listened to people
some experts on cliff psychiatry
say
an urge to jump
is an urge to live
so high places
I seek
precarious
a bit
of anxiety sensitivity
some said
I look out over
the roofs
after all
down is where
we go
eventually

I just got off the Northern Line
Where no-one speaks or looks in your eye
Now I'm leaving Euston on the Manchester train
Leaving warmer weather to warm my brain

Oooh yes! my feet tap to music no-one hears at all
Mark E Smith and The Fall
The mighty Fall
Thunderous chords and Ringing chorus
Hit the north!
Oh yea Hit the north!

Rattling in my head to the rhythm of the train
Shake the southern dust from my shoes again
Hit the north!
Hammer it out guys
Hit the north!

Where you can talk to people without being weird
Or even worse, maybe causing fear
And those up there are really real
So I'm still listening to...
The mighty Fall
                           By Phil Roberts

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v5zav2yrC7M