INNOCENT

It is filth lie what they say to me,

filth lie.

I do no arse touch

or

what Dan accuse.

I can’t to prove

because I have no words for

defend myself.

So

I stand like stupid man in the train lights,

listening to Jess

doing

my defending.

Then I can’t be stupid man no more.

I bolt away from all voices,

down long corridor,

past canteen

and find

my comfort.

In library.