Words III (The Brunswick St Bookstore, Saturday Night)

I'm walking home
in the rain
furtively clutching
my paper bag

silently
clamouring
for its
intoxicating
contents.

It's Saturday night
and Brunswick St
is filling up
with the
thirsty
the hungry
those wanting
to consume

and I can't wait to get home,

to slip between the sheets
and drink in the
words
words
words.