psycosynthesis
Bluelighter
First draft of this, wanted to bounce if off some eyes here. Any and all feedback appreciated 
Girl at West Footscray Station
A girl sits
at West Footscray station
Next to her a junkie
Fidgets and smokes her nervous
laugh responds to
non-stop meth twang as he talks of New South Wales
and snorkeling
and bronze whaler sharks
and her uncomfortable feet
shift and twitch and tap
the asphalt.
And talks of how jumping from piers
into waters where
sharks have been known to swim
as well
he says
it's a rush “like cocaine, ya know?”
He certainly doesn’t
seem to be dressed for jumping
off piers.
Cheap nylon pants
and jacket
and a cigarette
that would hiss
out with the plunge
towards the natural rush
and the sharks.
and I feel guilty.
For
not trying
to rescue her from
her discomfort
and his rapid-fire chatter by
pretending to have met
her at a party once
or telling him to fuck-off
and leave her be.
Instead I write a poem about it.
But the train arrives
and she gets on a different carriage
from him.
So it’s alright
I think.
Girl at West Footscray Station
A girl sits
at West Footscray station
Next to her a junkie
Fidgets and smokes her nervous
laugh responds to
non-stop meth twang as he talks of New South Wales
and snorkeling
and bronze whaler sharks
and her uncomfortable feet
shift and twitch and tap
the asphalt.
And talks of how jumping from piers
into waters where
sharks have been known to swim
as well
he says
it's a rush “like cocaine, ya know?”
He certainly doesn’t
seem to be dressed for jumping
off piers.
Cheap nylon pants
and jacket
and a cigarette
that would hiss
out with the plunge
towards the natural rush
and the sharks.
and I feel guilty.
For
not trying
to rescue her from
her discomfort
and his rapid-fire chatter by
pretending to have met
her at a party once
or telling him to fuck-off
and leave her be.
Instead I write a poem about it.
But the train arrives
and she gets on a different carriage
from him.
So it’s alright
I think.

