Phillip St

Walking down a side street off Enmore Rd
A few young men all wearing black
Came through single file on the narrow path
Smiling, wearing ties, gentle-enough looking
Immediately my mind thought christians
They all seemed too at ease, too light
As though they had something great to do
Something important on someone's behalf
God's behalf? Or those paying for their efforts?
Easy to feel lightness when bills are being paid
I trudged by worried I'd left my heater on at home
Now those things don't pay for themselves
Especially not these days, the new guilded age
Not to mention fear of my place going up in flames
Also I was feeling faint from lack of food
Thankfully there was a hipster cafe nearby
(Apologising to my young Corinthian friends)
'To hell with cost - eat drink and be merry'
I said, 'For tomorrow my bank account will die'