dalston junction

midnight saturday in dalston junction
brain's so rattled, can't even function

there's a whispering in my ear
there's a fire on the floor
everyone is moving their best through that door
this used to be fishmongers store?
how original, i bet you're the first
can i have have a drink then?
i'm dying of thirst.

Symbolic of course
divorce myself from reality
find myself not together
but one day i'll find totality
in a jumper made out of feather.

i'm not sure what it'll mean to you
that i work in social media
organising events one poke at a time
while retweeting that comedians hilarious line.
my friends know me as the vegan al pacino
sporting meggings and an organic soy frappacino.
those boris bikes are so deplorable
gopro on my wrist makes life now recordable.
take my book out to the park
though it's just for looks

it's taken 2 years to read this soliloquy on blurbs
what the fuck is wrong with me, oh i need a perm.