Rastafarian perches on a BT wiring cab Slapping dark green metal and screaming Obscenities in Patois and nonsense Alone.
Passersby stare; shrieking oldies; laughing kids; bewildered Neil; and I
Sit drinking, taking it all in Alone.
The Marquis of Granby, New Cross, July 2018
As part of 'View from...', a collection of observational poetic experiments, whereby I allow myself five minutes to finish a poem regarding my surroundings at that time.