I don’t know if I’ve got it in me tonight
The same streets and shops
The same faces
The sunny day, the rainy day
The health and sickness.
I stand by the supermarket and watch the rain fall off the roof and puddle in the car park
I wonder where to from here.
The night comes
The street lights
It’s still raining.
The saddest I’ve been is standing outside a mattress and bed shop
At 2 am
Looking at the beds on display.