Flat white.
Electric fences
all around London.
Just there, beaming,
as if denying the entrance to
the coolest club in town.
But me, I'm a mouse.
I can fool everyone.
I know how to get in,
unnoticed.
Problem is
I rarely know the right time
To abandon ship,
hopes,
long hair,
a direction,
and, most importantly,
youth.
