Travels with my Uzi

Claws at the doors but he’s missed it by a whisker
the tube scuttles down into the tunnel below
oh bother
tarnation
I’ll have to wait at the station.

So
I eye up the opposition
who take up position
along the length of
the platform

it’s a war where words are shot
‘Mind the door’
‘Mind the gap’
‘Use all available space’
or
something like that and
what for?
can anyone tell me
why the five thirty three
is always late to arrive?

Wednesday can take
a running jump
‘hump day?’
more like
push, shove and bump day
but
every day feels like
Wednesday.

and redhead just
purloined the seat,
beat me to it
by
another whisker

I must be slowing down.

© 2017, John Smallshaw.