Now to escape a faintest whiff
of fouled explanations – to see
a view without cruel stains – In
time we’ll be removed from all
those whips of narcissists – Sit
now [my table has a vacancy] –
From an uncomfortable chair I
watch this town drown in each
intrigue – listen to that babble –
a sound of troubled fish wives –
baby-talk gives up their daddy-
issues – I knew a woman whose
breasts were re-furbished for a
round sum & envy weighted all
conversations at school gates –
There are men [online] looking
up desperate housewives & too
many enjoying such attention –
My coffee cools – I will design a
way to kinder days laid for love