Spilling out onto the street
Hidden behind in shadow
Better for a gaggle
Clubbers playing it over
Underworld, hands in the air
Through your head
Loved up, hyped up
Not ready for yer bed
Keep talking
“Who’s walking?”
Watch the sunrise
From Arthur’s Seat
A shove, a push, a gentle nudge
Lounging on the hillside
Drying sweat
Disparate dialogue
Chat, chat, chat
Enough being clever
Enough of that
Stretch out, lie back
Up ’til dawn
The light greets us
And weariness sweeps us
Down the slope
Friendly green kaleidoscope
”Ye off home”
”Aye great night”
”See yas all”
Parting of the ways
Smiles, waves, smiles
Sunrise across the miles.