ON GOING A few years back We were pretending to work In the P.O.

yard Our vans were yawning with boredom A beardy they branded Jumanji went by And there was Darren sungover again And Grizzly Pete Adams with his drizzly voice And desiccated Lucy with a fag at her chin When Dan went silent… He drank his coffee Like it was relief Like there was wisdom At the bottom of the mug He burned his tongue Bit his lip And his eyes met mine And they started to slide So I asked him what was up. He said he thought she was gone And it was all done and over His breath full of grief At the thought of the death of it all And he just wanted to hold on To her hand he said It was what was real And it was what was all Not this yard or these vans They disappeared He just had to hold on To her hand