Endlessly nowhere,
but we’d all like to be
back there
in the somewhere we
all made a difference

but the claymore got more
than it bargained for
when it made the deal with
the devil and the deep

anytime is a good time to float
on the waves of a memory

We are Vietnam to a man
a BBC filler before the late
evening thriller
which kills us anyway

and I recall
the evenings when the soft
lights were fading
and the streets came alive to
the sound of my neighbours
parading their wares

that was the difference
back there in the
endlessly nowhere
back when we lived as
if the end wouldn’t come

it comes
I know it now.

© 2017, John Smallshaw.