My Poem

''It seems like every day In my hometown of London is a derive, 
So much to see, standing on fallen crisp autumn leaves and shielding rays of summer sun cascading between the tops of trees.
A mixed bag of features, yes,  I'll agree,
From the hustle and bustle of Tooting high street, to the local parks serenity, it offers me, the clarity, to greet my Serendipity.

The smacked arse faces of commuters on the northern line,
avoiding eye contact with any passers by,
for to crack a smile would surely cause to die and wouldn't make your spirits rise.

And since we're encouraged to drink, let's be honest,
since ever other good stimulant or mind bender has been abolished
i must here embellish and say that a few tequilas and a beer on the streets of brick lane after meeting a young rosy cheeked maiden have you feeling like you just completed a good game
as you both conversate before boarding the last train.

But sometimes I forget that we don't need drink or weed, or a pretty girl to feel free, just the imagination to succeed,
so I get on my Longboard and go down the nearest Hill at 3000 miles an hour with a smile on my wind swept cheeks and a nicely elevated heart beat, and I feel free, experiencing glee that I remember from the bouncy castle or the park slide or just after blowing out your birthday candles and making that magic wish when you were 3,
and I say London is MY city, and I make it just what I want it to be.''

The point of me referencing my experiences in London within this poem was to allow the audience member peek inside my brain, my brain as a 'site' on the map of the body and let them know some of my feelings about the experiences which ill add to the overall cohesiveness and depth of the project as experienced by the audience.