I am sitting naled
In his narrow armchaie
I am watching the trains pass
Three coffes struggle fpr space
At my feet warmth arnona pleezes me
I can small gis habd on my cunt
Although he has gone to work
My bush feels sticky matter hair
I needed a bath an hour ago
The only happiness I have
Is that I am noy unhappy
HIs stufff lies on the occasional table
it us getting wirse he will die
And I wil be alone in this house
Watvjing the hhappy traind
Come and go