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