the things y’hear

just sitting

minding my own

contemplating

my original face

2 fellas next table

the pissing thing

yeah to finish

it’s a pisser eh?

went this morning

all thin & weak

shadow on the porcelain

looked like

pearls knotted on a string

silence comes then

for a few seconds

as they laugh

i remember us

pissing up a wall

see who was highest

& now

my old chap looks down

& what comes out?

this thin stream

& then they both

look at me

i’d been too obvious

in the listening

don’t worry son

this is all coming

to you too soon