Medway
Autumn evening shadowed by rain.
Across the mud flats a brackish smell broods
Over the slow movement of the water
And the black weed thrown on the shore.In a short green skirt she rakes sand
In a preposterous gordy sea shanty gardenWhy do all the perverts wait for me?
Laughing gulls and whistling oyster catchers
Plastic bags, red and white, empty bottles.Can't they shut away the mad, fat people?
Snuffling weirdos with wary looks
Short people, disproportionate cleft faced
Drunkards in trainers
Smearing fear on my mind.I should feel hope!
Be a bearer of light and shed joy;
Work compassion- work!But my mind is invaded
In songs, screams, walls, pages;
Public conveniences.It's sad.
I'm sad.
Lift your head you gates.
Be lifted up ancient doors.
The sun sinks.
Shafts of light.
Across the mud flats a brackish smell broods
Over the slow movement of the water
And the black weed thrown on the shore.In a short green skirt she rakes sand
In a preposterous gordy sea shanty gardenWhy do all the perverts wait for me?
Laughing gulls and whistling oyster catchers
Plastic bags, red and white, empty bottles.Can't they shut away the mad, fat people?
Snuffling weirdos with wary looks
Short people, disproportionate cleft faced
Drunkards in trainers
Smearing fear on my mind.I should feel hope!
Be a bearer of light and shed joy;
Work compassion- work!But my mind is invaded
In songs, screams, walls, pages;
Public conveniences.It's sad.
I'm sad.
Lift your head you gates.
Be lifted up ancient doors.
The sun sinks.
Shafts of light.