We thoughtfully occupied our allotted space
Making our way through the clinging city
Pausing only to mourn the drunk
Passed out ungraciously on the cold stone floor
We poured our common consensus out like wine
Sipping, swirling, spitting out, we departed
Odours of neglect and disipation
Flavours of hopelessness and abandon
Danced upon our tongues
Fired with steam as we, thoughtfully
Left him to his own burst bubble.