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Jun 2018
And again I'm here
one more day
'stand clear'

A tube of lipstick on
the move
on the tube
now on her lips,
a brush to paste some
powder on
I waste some time
and look some more.

It slways seems that someone
in their dreams can paint a better
face.

Opposite
distinctly out of place
a hooded man
if
Robin Hood was his plan
he succeeds.

Heavy metal?
or maybe tweezers
jeez i
need my eyesight tested.

Liverpool street.

I can change here
but
into what?
don't think I'll bother
think
I'll stick with what I've got.

She's all made up now
somehow different and
yet still the same,
wearing masks is just a game
she plays on Fridays.

Then
it's this way to the escalator
someone calls,
' I'll  seeya later '
it
may have been the hooded man.

I'm early
think I'll have a coffee
at the cafe
make it
a cappuccino
to go.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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