He’s leaning against the bollard
next to the burger bar, the place that takes
breakfast orders from 10am to 2pm but say
if you order after 2pm they’ll take your money
but you won’t get your burger.
He’s chatting to his phone
in a language we don’t understand.
We hear the word ‘banana’ and you smile
and he waves and he tells me
he gave you a banana last week.
He goes back to talking to his phone
and a lorry drives backwards and beeps
and your arms dance up and down
like the sun disappearing and appearing.
© Carl Burkitt 2022
Carl tells tales 