Two Careful Owners
Ten years, this summer.
sanding the rust spots on the wheel arch,
feeling the brail of time's slow passing.
a photo, not yet framed,
of two careful owners on the seafront,
greatcoat and conspiratorial glint
(harlot behind the lens)
alongside sailor's cap and
an accommodating smile.
weather grey as the town,
tipping like an oyster from its shell
into the granite sea
(where I sometimes imagine
he took his leave)
shrill as a squeegee
on the dry slope of windscreen,
seagulls soar higher than I or you can know,
in the suds of a stream
in search of a river.
a north and a west &
a south and an east;
a clutch and a clasp.
Full service record, stamp for each year.
no tattooed tear, but as ritual as memory,
and tended as dutifully as circumstances have allowed.
This summer. Ten years.
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