I had missed the last bus 

There were no trains today

I was trapped in a winter city 

It was very dark gark 

I found a midnight cafe 

Which had  many mirrored walls 

But I could not see my forward reflections

Only the back of my ridiculous head 

This disorientated me greatly 

As I watched the steam trains 

Emerge from the disused fireplaces 

A tall man sat at my lonely table 

He purchased a pink coffee for me 

As an act of friendship 

And introduced himself as Mr James