Sunday, 15 November 2015

Rain Running

We talk about how funny—yes, funny haha—it is 
to watch people run, across A-roads and zebras;

whenever it's time to get a shift on: scuttlers
and scurriers; scooters, scamperers, skedaddlers:

that chap you know in Planning, in his pinstripe suit,
turned-down trousers flapping like wings against the wet;

mums and dads dashing, with or without a pushchair:
the way we leg-it through drizzle in normal gear

lends a crizzled exaggeration of ourselves;
of how we habitually cruise along our lives. 

for Jane McBeth and Simon Chard

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