a woman colour co-ordinated with a passing taxi,
a man who smelt like a nightclub, though
strangely, not in a bad way,
a group of school kids in a train station,
complete in gray shorts and knee-high socks,
a woman so thin,
her legs were two straws,
her kneecaps, blueberries sucked halfway up.
thought. Prince Charles is but a school boy trapped inside an aged body.