One hour later
no brighter.

No one wears spats
sports cravats
they all dress in black.

Hi
it's me and I'm back.

I rebel by wearing red socks
and pink shorts.

Lady sat next to me is
writing carefully
in a diary
I'm looking on
surreptitiously.

Blue lipstick
and he looks good in it.

Someone has a hacking cough
or it could be a jacket.

His Thermos flask
acts like a mask
hiding his face
keeping him cool.

Inscrutability is also a mask and
oriental lady wears it well.

I'm well on the way to that
faraway place
I have no mask
I face the day head on.

She's now picking her nose
I wonder if she'll put that in
her diary
and I think why me?
why do I see?
and then I think
why not me?