Sitting On A Chair Poem by Kelvin Rush

Sitting on a chair in the middle of the road
No one has a clue how I got here
I don't have a worry or a care in the world
All the noise around me seems to disappear

It's all quite surreal like nothing exists
I don't feel emotion anymore
I look up at the sky as the birds fly by
I feel peaceful safe and secure

It's a quaint little chair I think one of a pair
A high carved back with two wooden arms
It's finished in red silk very sturdy and well built
Comfortable full of character and charm

There's panic all around I don't make a sound
People are angry and enraged
I know they can't get passed they abuse me so I laugh
I can't respond right now I'm disengaged

The police soon arrive at which point I decide
To stretch my legs and attempt to run away
I'm detained and then arrested
My innocence vehemently protested
But I'm taken down to the station
And charged with affray