A banc public for Didi & Gogo
It’s like it’s all arranged
This natural corner for a
Rendezvous, quiet now
But wait & take off yer boots
The morning will pass & then
The drilling grinding sawing
Erupt in the middle of the day
What are those people up to
No good
You say, but
Who
Is
A
Judge of such petty things
As intention and what be-
Comes when the last
Banc public
Is vacated
Nobody
Left
To
B
Human
Photograph © D Young
Text © R Young