Do you know the evening hours
when seagulls appear phosphorescent?
Certainly cold and irritant
Like a fluorescent light
as if you will become raw and ugly
contrary and shoddy
You will be punched by hasty people’s bags/purses
on your flank, they won’t turn and look back
Road sides are full of leaves and paper
It is their right alone to stop
You must have/need a place to go
A door to enter
They don’t like those who meander, the road
must lead somewhere
Nobody is looking at the sky
on the evening hours
when the seagulls appear phosphorescent