Commiseration

The marble tablet
On a weathered grey gravestone
With moss clinging to its crevices
Says deeply lamented.
Sixteen schoolgirls peer closely at it,
Conscientiously read the name
And year of death.
"She was only eighteen when she died,
So sad, no?"
"Ya."

Wind

Harshly wrenches the umbrella from your wet grasp
And laughs.

Eleanor Rigby,Father Mackenzie

Haughty Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet
Eating her curd and whey
A lonely old spider
Came and sat down beside her
But she hastily scurried away

Thoughts shooting around inside his head
Like the three blind mice
Little Jack Horner sat in a corner
What’s the big surprise.

Hickory dickory dock
The hands moved over the clock
And out came the sun
But then there were none.

Nirvana

Piping hot water beats down on neck and shoulders.Everything around dissolves in a haze of steam.Thoughts shooting around inside my head withdraw,the lazy insistent drumming hushes all other sounds.I concentrate on keeping myself within the circumference of the falling water.
Cautiously I reach out for the mirror and trace clouds on its misted-over surface with a wet fingertip ,which disappear in seconds.

O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'

Today.

Excuse me,
You've had your chance
Its my turn today.

Excuse me,
I've worked very hard
I think I deserve a raise.

Excuse me,
This seat is mine
Hadn't you better vacate?

Excuse me?
Why cheat me sir
I happen to know the fare.

Excuse me.
No,nothing is the matter
I just need my space.

Excuse me...
I'm tired.

...Maybe Thats Why.

Wildly rushing
Spinning reeling
breakneck
freewheeling
Adrenaline
gush

Smoke harsh lights
Slip swiftly by
The heady feel
of an effortless slide.
The way down is fun.