john mcleish

Walking The Streets With Mister Gay

i walk the streets we' mr gay
o'er cobble stones through alley ways
stench o' garbage faeces rot
yet still we wonder still we plod

shanty toon yes i've been here before
broken sewer pipes cheapest whore
cigarette butts smashed pavers spit
slum dwellings a' derelict

dogs are barking some copulate
joined in holy matrimony
bairns race by on bycicles
like a camera i capture these spectacles

stepping in potholes dodge traffic
so many faces kaleidescopic
everyday a different sight
though the theme never changes 'en stereotype

Poem Submitted: Friday, September 9, 2011

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