street parade

people come to the city

to dance and rave

i’m trying to make my way through

i forgot

again

carrying my guitar

and a heavy bag

just finished playing a wedding

for a couple

who didn’t look that in love

a girl in the corner

shoulders shaking

mascara down her cheeks

i keep walking

a woman walks towards me

short white skirt

she looks at me

lifts it

flashes me

i take a look

she smiles

i keep walking

three dudes with three guitars

sitting on a quiet street

playing a song about love

grief

and loss

a woman sits next to them

tries to kiss

the least Irish looking of them

he rejects her

i keep walking

I smoke a cigarette

on the platform

and wait for the train

to the south