"Everyday in the same lane..."
Everyday in the same lane
a clock on legs in summer
getting slower a little bit older
balding fast beginning to talk
back to his two-year-old self
I can’t make out what he says
everything is dissimilar
on the left side, the line is wrong
to the right, protection is very hard
(we were on that face for 3 bloody days)
he looks awfully close and I nod
and he nods I tell myself I don't
really know what it is he sees.
© 2014 Rob Schackne