I could watch you watching trains until I no longer have eyes

What did I do before you were born?
Worry about someone else’s death, I guess.
When your lip exploded in the Waitrose car park
yesterday I felt Grandma’s hands
as my left cheek slid off like ham
in a supermarket’s deli meat slicer.
The man behind us in the pub says,
Trains don’t go ‘choo choo’ anymore,
they’re all electric these days
.
You take advantage of not understanding
full sentences and point through the window
at the track with passion stronger than time.
Choo choo. My bones relax like a suit
hung in a wardrobe after a wake.

© Carl Burkitt 2022

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