Pre
9am
Main
road mono
She
passes me on the
Inside
With
striped rainbow hair
Rainbow
head
Outside
and in no doubt
And
other colours
Maybe
every one
Up
and down her legs
Backpack
Eye
shadow
Mid-twenties
I guess
Unconcerned
about opinions
Defying
the locale
Grey
puddles en route
Laying
still
Unreflective
While
the red yellow
Pink
green
Orange
purple, blue shine
Not
crazy
Or
maybe just crazy enough
Finally
She
turns a corner
The
streets are greyed
I am tired and lazy and broken and
So
I
count her as my
fuck you
To
the world for today.