between villages & cities

I was a fresh city boy then

immersed deep into the country

wondering about mores

how best not to upset the locals

& one fine evening

was invited along to a Friday night beer

but first we must pick up others

from farms other remote houses

& talk about the weather

there along the way

on one low hill we stopped

to pick up a figure side of the road

wait he said see the sunset

so we stood in a five line as the sun set

chewing over issues of the day

when one of our number mumbled

I must piss & turned 180 in line

& carried on while talking of hay

he finished about faced still talking

as the sun slowly set over the hills

after this we continued on our way

while I ruminated on differences

between villages & cities

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s