Productive Negging

The Newcastle/Central Coast and South Coast train lines are a dubious mode of transport. There are too many stops between Cardiff and Thirroul and too many nostaligc neg tunes on any young man's ipod to ensure a pleasant journey.

Luckily these particular little towns are host to any number of mysterious babes, they too on the solo mission between sister cities.

To the babe writing poems on the bus from Waterfall to Thirroul on the afternoon of 16th July 2010:


Just when you think its you,
only you
left to your own torturous devices,
a train babe writes
poems from the seat in front.

You can see reflected words
from the page, mirrored on
the afternoon window;
but its a tangle.

Its better up here though,
left to your own devices
so that the tangles are eligible
and cute.

And she is not cliched,
predictable and
tripping on the knots
of her words.

Jittering on the public window