These days

It’s the afternoon
and I’m reading on a park bench
waiting for a football
to hit me on the back of the head.
My wife’s not here
so no one will ask if I’m OK
and I’ll put my woolly hat back on
and think about that day at Uni
when my mate Andy
tried an overhead kick
on a concrete pitch.

© Carl Burkitt 2021

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