DRUNK IN MY EAR

riding a night train thats too bright for the black estuary dark

i cant see the imported yaks 

or the silver lakes 

or the sagging cables looping

can only see mirror me

fractured and smeared and counting stops

and

the

smudges of passengers thumbing phones

or

talking about their evenings/been out in the london mass

'i’m drinking piss

like it’s a

beer stain!'

cries out a drunk

too close

to me