hat
By Mill_Thomas
- 290 reads
lonely under bowler hat gassed 'till air stank rich
turned on heels, heavy cut
another mauve moment dissipates
a minor involvement to celebrate
only two miles 'till bedsit
thin rain, moist mist
collar covers smiles through chapped lips
see unatainable goddess wiggle hips
hurry on, hurry on
curry house extractor fan
reminding guts of comforts
as rambunctious gaggle teeters and totters
a swift right into strip light
supplies for a lonesome night
slight conversation with joe acne
buy one get one free on pasties
from lino to wet road
billboards leer out into the cold
actors watch as hat passes under
underpass vagrant wines for supper
one less tooth than last chance meeting
the summers silent, dead and buried
employment nine years never varied
coming to a head with every moment
wrestle with bad lock daily occurrence
heatings off, coats off
milks off, tv's on
hat's on the hatstand
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