Wheels are fun
Watch me run
After them

Barking
They are parking
Booooooooooooring

Food trucks, shipping containers, and stalls
Market day on the quay
A flash of colour and new wave sounds
Taking time to stop and pause
Snuggling up with a cup of tea
Surrounded by walkers and hounds

Dumbstruck by curt waiter
A near-perfect day, bar he
Walking from the cafe grounds
Reflecting on the exchange later
Confusion compounds

So what
If it has been
Done for years?

That does not
Make it right
Or reasonable

Or nowadays
Feasible

Through the snow
Greenwich time signal

Start on zero
I like order

Neatness
Nil

Nameless
State-owned

Zoning out
On drugs/grief

It happened slowly
I hadn’t expected to be out for so long
One hour turned to three

I should’ve turned around
And gone home
But we were waiting

For news from the hospital
So busying myself in weeds
I buried my unease

Scratched knees
Against raspberry bushes
Mind rushing

I felt it come on
As I watched the gate
They were late

Coming home
My face glowed
I knew pain

Was on it’s way