It's like pic'n'mix
but
Bombay style,
I wonder why
it's not called
Mumbai mix.

I'll  have a beer
without the belly, please,
the barman
a half a jar man himself,
poured me a pint.

Re-runs of a rerun
war has been done to death

seen it all on the BBC, ITV and Channel Four

and I believe that it's a manufactured industry
making more and more re-runs of a war.

And wth these
there is no let up
they just get up
and kick off
as and when,

what is really going on?

Faces blur
time is not fair
the clock is not on
our side.

As memory increases
our skill at recalling
is in our ability to negotiate
through the passages where
time never ceases.

I barely remember
but
sometimes I do,
sometimes they manage
to get through and a light
is thrown on those things I
have known

faces still blur
but I know I am there
amongst them.

However unlikely
it seems like She likes me
and
I know that I like her a lot.

Lots is difficult to define
see
if you have lots, then lots doesn't seem like lots
but if you haven't got lots, then lots is lots

and
how much of a lot do I like her?

I wish I hadn't started this.

When the axe chews into me
and I fall into obscurity
a
home for bugs to burrow into,
would you remember me
the once tall, majestic
tree
or will you forget?

Well?
hung
like poetry swinging on
a Samsung.

Pictures not included.

And it's done with for another day
the way it usually is
without a backward glance.

I'll be back
because I usually am
because that's what a working man
does,
he returns to the scene
time after time
and overtime
is never paid.