45 revolutions

Tobacco dust in an otherwise
empty pocket,
thankful for the makings
I roll a Barlinnie smoke

these small mercies
in an unjust living
give strength even to
the unwilling.

What if we never recover
what if
it’s all over?

someone puts a coin in the
Wurlitzer and Elvis sings,
Heartbreak Hotel.

© 2020, John Smallshaw.