A cuckoo’s egg

Line 9 again
Always a good place
For lonely goons in winter.
This one
On the platform
Standing there
Looking at his feet
It’s so late
It’s so cold
Old gym shoes
Laces gone
Just standing there
Looking at his feet
Looking
As the crowd goes by.
At least
This one doesn’t scream.

Old devil’s hopes

Line 9 never changes
This guy with his daughter

Wait

In this part of town
At this time of night
No girl that age
Would be caught
With her Daddy
This is NOT
His daughter