Sharing
Sharing the shelter of the bus
waiting to be deposited around the city.
Sharing the damp air misting the windows.
Plugged into our own private worlds
through an ipod, a phone, a newspaper, a book.
We don’t want to share anything.
bits of this, that and t’other
Sharing the shelter of the bus
waiting to be deposited around the city.
Sharing the damp air misting the windows.
Plugged into our own private worlds
through an ipod, a phone, a newspaper, a book.
We don’t want to share anything.
