a fleeting moment...
                              gone
a spec of dust swept up by the wind
following with eyes, blinded by the sun
metacogniton of a man with bleary eyes,
whimsical titters of children reading comics
mothers pretending to be angry, wondering
who will be the surgeon, who will be the hooker.
brushing past and trying not to touch, tangle
intangebale student drinking games, vomit in
the lavatory, loo, bog or shiter?
smell of success, as a suit enters the platform
busy busy don't look up. Beg me for a big issue
if you dare. Kiss and cough and sneer
stub your one way ticket put it in the bin,
kick your feet and demand an ice lolly
its minus ten outside but tonsilitus is a bitch.
running twenty late, pout, reapply and
shimmer in the window rain, such a pain.
thirty dating forty can never look, touch
feel the same again
fifty past and pulling in
final destination
watch the gap