Waiting

The black dog
waits by
the red gate
for the
yellow car
to return.

Ties

My father’s tie,
broad blue stripes,
100% man
made,
not natural
to touch

Mad Monday

All the crazies are out today
after a weekend without
medication,
or too much.

You never know your luck

OK. This is what happens.

She says: I’m really going to rationalise my life.

[emptying the drawer onto the bed]

When Harry met Ripley

We’re lying in bed and she’s telling me about how she’s just arrived on an old steamboat at the trading post and it’s very hot and she’s wearing totally the wrong outfit.

A Light Rail

What this city needs is
a fully-integrated-public-
transport-network-
policy.