The noise

they did last week
and the week before,
damn them creaky
floorboards
and
damn my hide
if
my bones inside
aren’t creaking too.

something to do with age
they tell me, but
I never heard the pyramids
creak
did you?

It’s Saturday and early,
where will we go later on?
to the Lyons corner house
for
Darjeeling and a scone?
or
has that already gone?

They’re tearing it all down,
the things that made this town
so memorable and
when it’s all been taken far away
we’ll wonder what
a Saturday
is for.

© 2017, John Smallshaw.