Thursday is the one way,
you’ll fit right in
what it means is
dragging my sorry ass out of
slipping into jeans
doping up on coffee
ripping into daylight
and moving on the day

the time now is 3:30pm
so it took me nine and a half hours
to say that

Procrastination is a cat
many faces.

I purr,
but at times it takes me
some time to get there.
and now i’m there it’s
time to come back
which is another cat
whose name for the moment
eludes me.

The V formation at Tottenham court road underground station reminds me that, ‘one swallow does not a summer make’
I clear my throat in the hope that
my voice will appear
I was here now going there
I could lick myself.

© 2018, John Smallshaw.