Erased

I’m still here and he’s still there
one looking slightly the worse for wear
but it’s just another way to get to where
we’re going.

When I’m through the line and
step into
British Summer time
I won’t care
I’ll get somewhat tanned
and somewhat more ‘canned’

A beer or two does one good.

Holidays?
I can do them
twice a year when
the dates fall due.
and I could use one now.

Anyway I’m off to the madhouse
watching stories unfold
watching a passenger picking his
teeth,
getting old.

© 2018, John Smallshaw.