On the train I ate
my beer and nuts too late,
my stomach signaled this
as did the dial
upon my wrist.
upon my wrist.
Swift I flipped
through book of verse,
through book of verse,
a mind upon another matter,
pressing need
to drain the bladder.
pressing need
to drain the bladder.
Stationed self
in gentle space
and eased my water to the drain,
eschewing lines,
as on the train.
as on the train.
Too late I read
the warning sign
sellotaped above my line
OUT OF ORDER!
underlined.
Oh dear!
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comment on Pendragon castle Gwil. What struck us yesterday as we leaned over the field gate to look at it, was its incredible loneliness in Lady Ann's day. What a bleak place it must have been to arrive at in the middle of Winter, but I suppose all the servants would have giant fires burning in every room.
ReplyDeletePat, did you notice the moth to the upper left of the urinal, about the same size as that small piece of green material in the bowl. I wonder where Lady Ann's servants went to pee etc.? Maybe in the trees at the back.
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