Snapshots #3

The safer option

‘ Which bus are you catching?’
‘Why?’
‘I’m getting the 46,’ said the stranger looking into my eyes.
‘Have you been drinking?’
‘Yes, having fun and You?’
‘Oh yes, I have, l’ve been performing!’
The stranger looked at me with a knowing smirk
‘Verbal not sexual’ I added hastily ‘Poetry!’
‘There’s my bus, must go’ he hesitated still looking at me longingly.
True I could have got the 46 but so as not to listen to his poppycock, I decided the 49 was a safer option.

Written after performing my ‘Texting’ poem @ New Writing South. 18.5.18