They piece me together and it's a Wednesday whether I like it or not.

Got a seat for a change then it's all change, this train terminates at the next stop.

She's wearing sunglasses or what passes for sunglasses, but
I see no sun.

And he's got on a trilby
( nothing to say about that )

The staring man with eyes like a frying pan looks ahead.

Mind the gap at the bank
not sure if they mean the
deficit
( if the cap fits )
back to the trilby
and this time
it will be
a rhyme.

The start is when I start
to fall apart
but
they'll piece me together
again
and tomorrow it'll
be just the same
with a different
cast to cast my eyes
over.


The further I go into a Wednesday
I know that a Thursday is around the next bend
and that makes it worth the wait.