& nothing had happened could bring them together

once a rich mans daughter

talking through a waterfall

or something between us

where I could see her yet

that I could never pierce

get to her close

tho’ we’d done

the between the sheets thing

she was there but not there

which had the irony

this was how it was in LA

when daddy summoned her

to his lonely canyon eyrie

his once upon a time rock star exile

every summer year to sit & listen

how his life was

& she’d fly back first class

clutching a fat plushy bear

& nothing had happened

could bring them together

I was relieved when she left

telling me I had nothing going on

that she could cling to

& a wise man

keeps his counsel

when words like that

get said

I’m bored with this

he said
I’ve commuted on this line for ten years
I was taken aback by this
this being England & people on trains
are not usually prone to speech
but I’m giving up, retiring
I muttered some affirmation, well done
It’s all the same, houses, houses
peoples backyards
houses, houses, industrial estates
we were going by a golf course
at the time
then a graveyard that had been in existence
for a thousand years
I’m going to relax finally, go on holiday
sip a few mai tais….
he looked at me & you?
I’ve got a few years yet I said
up & down this line
I’ve kinda made a game of it
spotting deer, new badger setts
there’s one or two falcon nests here, there
I’ve spotted a strain of pink sweet pea
that is slowly moving north taken
I guess by the wind
& foxes lazing in the sun
on top of sheds in back gardens
is always fun
his eyes narrowed
I’ve seen that look before
from teachers, bosses
wondering whether
I was mocking them or not
I wasn’t worried
having learned before
& again today
people cannot see what is under their noses
& when given new information
would rather see me being a wise ass
than wise man
we continued in silence
as the flora & fauna unfurled in front of us