A disciplined group, testing
Assumptions, always
The first to speak
Hey Tigerella
The selection of struggles
Misery and delight and a bottle of
Vodka on a string and cooling beneath a sash window
An articulate lady's best friend
Work is her enemy
Her neighbour's jowels tremble
Not willing nor able
But regular...and that's a start
On soft cushioned chairs, how many times
Have arms of wood been touched, tapped in hope?
Familiar words
Yellow perfection