JOAN JETT

saw Joan Jett
on the Central Line

she is still 20

bored her mouth shrugs at me
and 
her big calf eyes roll/don't know where to go
looking 
inside

her small shoulders sag late night deflated 
and
her big hands are squeezed safely between her jeans

shares ipod earphones 
with a man who's a nothing - any man at all

he smiles 
and nudges her 
and pokes out his tounge
he taps to another track 
nods to the beats
oblivious 

she becomes a shade sadder

and
her feet
point inwards
like a little girls