Eileen rides
the bus home
from her work
feeling tired
muscles worn
aching limbs
aching head
eat dinner
have a bath
then to bed
it's Friday
weekend free
Saturday
to sleep in
feel the arms
about her
Fenola's
lips kissing
her shoulders
then her *******
lingering
*********
but that's then
now the bus
is packed tight
with bodies
and perfumes
and odours
and voices
and chatter
some old guy
beside her
nodding sleeps
his old head
against her
young shoulder
it's raining
windows damp
she looks out
then away
roll on then
Saturday.
Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 10:03 AM UTC
Eileen rides
the bus home
from her work
feeling tired
muscles worn
aching limbs
aching head
eat dinner
have a bath
then to bed
it's Friday
weekend free
Saturday
to sleep in
feel the arms
about her
Fenola's
lips kissing
her shoulders
then her *******
lingering
*********
but that's then
now the bus
is packed tight
with bodies
and perfumes
and odours
and voices
and chatter
some old guy
beside her
nodding sleeps
his old head
against her
young shoulder
it's raining
windows damp
she looks out
then away
roll on then
Saturday.
