To a Gothic Rock Chick 20 July 2007

He Gothic Rock Chick
Whatcha doin' now?

I am sitting on a concrete
2 ft high wall that
Encloses a play area slash
Dog walking slash
Shoot up alley for druggies
Spot
Enjoying the sunshine caressing me
Annoyed by the cars hissing by
Waiting
He gothic Rock Chick
Whatcha doin' now?

Writing
Searching &
Hoping
Some days my life is just a
Story on paper
Blue ink
On stolen paper
A story
To easy to read
So left
Unread
By all but me

He GRC
Whatcha doin' now?

The concrete apartments
On the opposite side of the
Road are
Ashen coloured
Stained and
Dead
With expected
Draperies
And the occasional plant
Is that a metaphor for me?
Be careful now
Young boy

He blah blah blah

Whatcha doin' in my head
Whatcha doin'
Goth
Rock
Chick

(Written for Jennifer near Zuidplein, Rotterdam, The Netherlands)