Going Along The Road

Going along the road... off to "college"...

I reach at the junction a confluence of lights. Neon glow, etc.
Rain-wet.

An evening class. At say five o'clock I depart into the dusk.
I have with me my bag. I have also brought my duvet with me, an amorphous mass slung on top of the bag.

Off to the western sector of the town, near a backstreet chipshop, before the suburbs peter out into motorways, unlit, near brownbrick streets.

At the "bus stop". How am I to get this cumbersome duvet on the bus. Then again I can't leave it here on the sidewalk.
Banal and self-conscious.

I walk back along Whaleboat Road. Nearing the garage... A busy road, constant streams of traffic.

I see walking before me along the pavement a girl.