The world according to the bored bard
A funny thing happened to me
on the way to the bar
Usually, I would just sit quietly in the corner
thinking about gravity and wondering
If it really had a hold on me
“ I noticed that….”
had installed themselves
for an evening of Frenglish chit-chat
in an atmosphere that was fuelled with alcohol
peanuts crisps, small black coffees
flat white coffees, short tall coffees
long tall shorts, and the obligatory
you must be havin’ a latte mate
while pouring over
the what shall-we-do -tomorrow’s
origami folded crisp-edged
leaflets from the tourist office.
I closed my eyes.
On opening them all the tourists
were plugged into eco car charging points.
They were all quite still
Their marbled eyes lit up like ball lightning
Rolling up and down
And from side to side
I reminded myself that maybe
I have been overdoing it lately.