The owner of one dry cleaners
just walked into another dry cleaners
holding a white shirt folded over his forearm.
Here’s one for you, Harry.
How on Earth did you do that, Bob?!
They have loads to talk about:
all kinds of clean jokes and tip-sharing.
I wonder how many times they’ve said
the phrase Red wine stain on a weekday.
Do they look at suits hanging up
and imagine the weddings they’re going to,
the offices they hate being in,
the coffins they will carry on their shoulders?
Here’s one for you, Harry.
Sorry to hear that, Bob.

© Carl Burkitt 2021