and happy to avoid
all sense of contrary happenstance,
for an eager whisper placed invaluably against
his tilted earpiece
A man of magnified bewilder and thunderous angst
he, who time again shall fill his dilapidated body of broken bone …
with endless bouts
Of copious bottles of dancing alcohol
Thinking, what perchance might the face of the following day bring ?
Perhaps an entirely separate concoction of sadness and survival..
and placed medicinally against
That of the strength of
A DANCING GUITAR STRAP
And, all a-whilst.. …
all passersby computer-screen eyes suddenly
As they shift and flitter musically amidst
the shape of these iconic streets –
Filled with unauthorised heroes
Steeped in injured needles.