Day 10: Travelling
Spilling down the drain
is the urine of a vagrant across the street.
Thankfully the rain
washes the stench away,
as it beats down too on my umbrella
whose skeleton has given way
and whose real purpose is to produce shade.
Oh how I wish there was sun today!
As an old woman tries to shelter discreetly
Up draws a taxi
with a driver who makes it a rule
to heckle every little girl going to school.
"Famalaaaaay!" Where you going?
Hurry up and jump in."
Cue automatic beast face.
Maintain.
Ignore everything he has to say.
Focus on the people behind you arguing.
"Smally! doh forget tuh pay!"
I really don't like travelling.












