Friday, July 30, 2010

Cool Blue

This cat coils beneath a denim trilby.
The transport thunders oblivion bound (or perhaps as far as Hammersmith)
Slouched in black suit, doc crossed ankles casual, thumb-rings and designer glasses.
57 and he still calls the tune.
Surrounded by sheep in trainers and tees. Just another black man on the tube.
Convention can kiss his ass.


Harlequin said...

I may have to put that last line on my fridge.... after I change a pronoun.
very nice.

human being said...

so UNconventional! (i mean your write-up)... crow's favorite food!

and just if we are patient enough to listen to him talking!!!

Pisces Iscariot said...

Harlequin: A slogan to live by :D

Human Being: I bet he talks like he looks ;]