Yesterday Thursday 9 October was National Poetry Day in the UK, with the theme of work. So I wrote my own:
Communing Underground today I fell in love again
Tanned back and scent of body butter drove me round the bend
Don’t freak out or worry that there’s stalkers on the Tube,
Most folks are quite happy just to read their books
But behind the Metros and the Harry Potters
Lie thoughts of sweaty nakedness behind the sneaky looks.
The Tube’s a den of lustiness
Affairs they happen every day
Mental love-making on the escalator
With the person going the other way.
Roger McGough would be proud of you.