i’ve been waiting
phoned you twice
sent six texts
and i feel like a street slut
just hanging around
the hinterland
of civilisation and night

you turn up
half an hour late
smelling of beer and say
what’s up babe
but now i’m waiting
for a cab to take me home
i don’t wanna hear
yer pathetic excuses
i’ve heard loads
they always begin
a funny thing happened …
if you think it’s getting cold out here
well the ice is pretty thin

and waiting here i’ve come
to realise
you only say you love me
when your hand caresses
my breast
and our so called romance
is so like tonight
you out having fun
me hanging around
stranded in a wilderness



©2009 iDrew
First published 2009 by All Things Girl (magazine closed)