Slow motion

Frozen in the depths
of the holiday, a horrendous
thought awoke,
and snared.
are friends
the real enemies?
you said you were broke
as I was waiting for the ‘ever running
late’ bus ruminating on
the mounting debts and bills. I
work for free and see the
facebook picture of the new
and wide Audi you had
bought the same day.
I took another holiday at the
smelly bus station.

Merlin Flower is an independent artist and writer.