There he is again

In the distance

Trudging – always trudging


Trousers wide – half hanging down

He is moving house


Twenty times I have heard this

Two years have gone

“Problems man…problems…’


He has not moved house

He will not move house


“You’re a good man…” he tells me

(I bought the coffee again)


He swept many streets –

new pin – clean

He trudged then too


Retired – he still trudges

In the park today

Walking the long way round


I see him in the distance

Staring at the person he is addressing

They too will listen


As he unfolds his repertoire:

‘I’m moving house’

‘Problems man…problems…’

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