A day of moping
of milling
of endless cups of tea
with cigarettes
the thumb blistered with flicking buttons
bleary eyed channel hopping
that climaxes its boredom
with an episode
of Scooby Doo
Columbo for the kids
with a tell-tale ending
of unmasking
and meddling
so the staleness gets wiped
or rather exchanged
for the humid
human bodies and alcohol
with cigarettes
in a mixture of ennui
and shouting pretenders
fake hearty laughter
nods and salutes
and sweaty coins
forfeited for warming
liquid comfort
tossed back with smiles
A Becks, a Tennents,
a Motorola
it’s just a new place
to feel alone.
