stomping up the hill

from the railway station

thinking feeling

this used to be easier

kicking up dust in 36 degree heat

to go so see Bel’ at the Lamb inn

i go in look at her

have you a pint for a weary traveller?

she looks at me

been a while couple of years?

since Tel’ died i try

that’s how long? looks at her phone

pre covid 7 years that’s gone quick

i ask about H

his drinking problem

she sighs looks away well y’know

he don’t come in here much

drinks at home or with his boy

& we both look at the door

as trades’ come in

she serves them then me

one more? as a hint

we both know

i’ve been kicking up too much dust