Drawing on the train 1 There are things I feel I need to draw...
Writhing behind my eyes
Stuff them in my sketchbook
Bundle a larger bag
Scuffle into the carriage...
There are strong accents on the train today...
Bitter men bemoan another's bonus
Welsh inflection tries to crane past my cover
Shielding from smudges
Conductor cocks her head sideways...
There are sentiments I don't feel like discussing...
Why I am drawing a naked woman
With a neuron for her head
Feelings that in any revolution
Women really get shafted...
There is warm air rushing through a small opening...
Sending my hair streaming
Reminding me that despite
Summer's stifling layers