The solemn majesty of a grey Northern sky
is ripped apart by an explosion of hail stones
and the washed out light appears to
scintillate the rain drops on the bonnets of the cars
It is March, and the weather is changeable,
charging and discharging, unsettled.
He sits and drinks and thinks and sits
talks to himself with embarrassing pauses
shouts loudly at bus stops and buses and cars
is banned from a number of the popular bars
technically mad but released on the world
expletives are thrown, blasphemies hurled
Then his ride arrives and he steps on to the platform
It shudders away, leaving silence, relief.
Draft version 1.0, 14/3/2011. Please do not copy or cite without author's permission.
is ripped apart by an explosion of hail stones
and the washed out light appears to
scintillate the rain drops on the bonnets of the cars
It is March, and the weather is changeable,
charging and discharging, unsettled.
He sits and drinks and thinks and sits
talks to himself with embarrassing pauses
shouts loudly at bus stops and buses and cars
is banned from a number of the popular bars
technically mad but released on the world
expletives are thrown, blasphemies hurled
Then his ride arrives and he steps on to the platform
It shudders away, leaving silence, relief.
Draft version 1.0, 14/3/2011. Please do not copy or cite without author's permission.
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