I am not sure why I have called this poem <\/p>\n\n\n\n
My Nudist Manifesto <\/p>\n\n\n\n
As it is not about nudists <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Far from it <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The poem is about a bus station <\/p>\n\n\n\n
That is situated directly opposite my apartment <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I say my department (typo) but it is shared <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I live with a gay girl named Geraldine <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Who is an archaeologist and frequently travels <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I am an architect and tend to stay in the city <\/p>\n\n\n\n
We share the mortgage which is a sensible option <\/p>\n\n\n\n
When Geraldine brings her girlfriends home <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I often spend time in my bedroom <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Which faces the entrance of the bus garage <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I suppose it is sad but I photograph the buses <\/p>\n\n\n\n
And keep a note of their travels in my diary <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Last week my life took an odd turn when Geraldine <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Invited me to share a naturist holiday in Southern France <\/p>\n\n\n\n
With her and her two friends Bernie and Bill<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I agreed in principle as I work very hard <\/p>\n\n\n\n
And am slowly burning out as I have done before <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her friends have been spending time with us <\/p>\n\n\n\n
So we can get used to each other before the holiday<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I feel that I am attracted to Bernie <\/p>\n\n\n\n
As she is very exotic (her mother is Maltese) <\/p>\n\n\n\n
But I keep my thoughts to myself <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Geraldine and her friends have agreed to share bus rides<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Chiswick Richmond and maybe Surbiton <\/p>\n\n\n\n
With me (note – these lines lack balance and the poem feels staccato)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And although they have no interest in buses they are very sweet girls <\/p>\n\n\n\n
They tolerate the fact that I am a deep thinker who happens to love buses <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I am going to end this poem by sharing with you a fact that is not well known <\/p>\n\n\n\n
That is that (?) my Nan gave me two books on buses for my fifth birthday<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My mother also took me to the bus garage opposite on the same day <\/p>\n\n\n\n
And purchased a trolley bus blind (which I still have) as a extra present
Guy<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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