Can you make it a little further?
Just to the next bend
Almost home
Mere steps really
Cross the road
Jump the puddle
Past the bins
To the front gate
And through
Can you cross your legs
On the doormat
While I fish for keys
Elusive in pockets
Of tissues and masks
And useless pennies
That nobody takes
Anymore?
Can you keep your cool
Your calm?
Clench and unclench
Fists without disaster
Until I push the door
And you rush past the
Escaping cat
Whose plaintive mews
Mean the feeling is
Surely mutual
One in, one out
To next door’s garden
Trousers down
Flowerbed
Aaaaah… at last!
That’s better!
Katherine Shirley 