the [ sight ] of a couple
here is the MAN
mid - 20ies
younger at a push
c/h/e/c/k/e/d u n b u t t o n e d shirt
lARGe looks-em pt y rucksack
on his back
a sort of sil very-mist colour
and black skinny jeans
every1 seems to where
I’ll admit
I have a pair - pair
but they’re not wright
for my job
he (sees) me
Ilookawayquickly
but He knows eye saw Him
arms (((locked))) in a ring
a round the waist of a gir!
exhausted and eyes <shut>
flower-crown droop:ng
down her $four head
as she drops d ee per
into sl ee p
murmurs some-thing
just muFFled syLLables
probably went to a ‘gig’
music still rrumbling
as an empty stomach
in her ears
so maybe not a couple
friends more likely
a girl and guy hhuggingg
friendlee
friend ship
whatever it is
the train comes
screeeeches to astop
and within a minit
they are gOne
I am gOne
and yet #goingnowhere
Written: July 2015.
Explanation: A poem written in my own time, partially inspired by an image I found of two people hugging while on the platform at the Nassau Avenue subway stop in New York City.
Deliberately contains punctuation in a haphazard style, as well as some misspellings.
NOTE: Many of my older poems will be removed from HP in the coming months.
