Looking at me looking ahead from behind is the surest way to find a dead end.

Monday is like this and wishing upon a star won't get you very far along the way.

Yellow fluorescent
her shorts are quite effervescent
and I meant not to look
preferring instead to wait for
the book.

Blot out the scene and draw up a seat to picture a dream
I pictured 'the last supper'
Mathew having a cuppa
Simon slicing cake
Judas wide awake
his pockets full.

The tube pulls away
another station
one more day
I play scrabble in
my mind
only to find
a dead end.