The goal scored, to where shall I run?
Confused chicken looks for approval.
Archive for April, 2012
The goal
Saturday, April 7th, 2012The Travelodge Manager
Saturday, April 7th, 2012Sits outside on the step,
fag in hand,
talking about “her staff”,
watching the clock,
32 rooms of boredom,
licensed garage,
roadside existence,
traffic thunders by,
local girl with a smoker’s face.
The 80s Disco
Monday, April 2nd, 2012Tired bodies,
ravaged by 20 years of kids and progress,
time thickened legs, bloated rear end,
handbags danced still around
sucked in stomachs
no longer cool an option,
later, cocoa, an appropriate end,
background hiss filled ears, sleep.