Showing posts with label isolation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label isolation. Show all posts

Monday, February 4, 2019

Patsy's Life



Patsy

Patsy thinks of sex, but without faces;
he often thinks this way
because there never was a welcoming face,
so he's never had sex,
and this July he'll be 46.

Patsy lives alone, and is settled in his ways;
people think him strange,
never ask him to join them in the pub
or wherever;
‘he’s getting more peculiar’, they say.

Patsy has an office job;
colleagues bid him good morning at coffee-break
but sit at another table.
He eats his lunch in the Arms bar,
and always sits facing a wall.

Monday, May 22, 2017

Hughie

Hughie thinks of sex without faces;
he often thinks this way
because there never was a welcoming face,
so he never had sex,
and this July he'll be 46.

Hughie lives alone and is settled in his ways;
people think him peculiar,
never ask him to join them in the pub
or wherever.
He is growing more peculiar, they say.

Hughie has an office job;
colleagues bid him good morning at coffee-break
but sit at a different table.
He eats his lunch in the Arms bar,
and always sits facing  the wall.