jesus wept
i must be giving off the vibes
i’m fucking fifty
fat and crappy
looking at me
you’d think
large cat
big hedge
by the end of this poem
big head
two dancers
thank you guy & gal
different time
gave me the lines
turns out unintentionally
and just now
late teens maybe early 20s
on the train
with her mum
not got the looks
got the potential
just staring at me
i’d been on the train
half a day
working
not noticed the girl
this time
i looked up
just staring at me
looked again
just staring at me
i suppose it depends the vibe
lust love
or monster
or both
just staring at me
i was tempted
to slip a few words
see if she’d blush
or shriek
or both
just staring at me
to be honest
i was embarrassed
a bit
so i glanced
didn’t hold contact
more than once
didn’t hold contact
just staring at me
got it
bet there’s some guy
youth famous
i lookalike
should have winked
sorry mate
well thanks
just staring at me
i like the staring
meant for you
bet you don’t