Old habits,
peculiar and
harder to break.

Anyway I take a moment
to organise these thoughts
thinking that nobody cares

I carry a haversack
black
strapped across my shoulders
to fit neatly into
the small of my back.

I could
lighten my load
but
why would I ?

They don't make millstones like they used to
and mine has been ground down to dust.

I carry it anyway
through each day like
a trophy
as if to say,
'Look at me'

they don't see the dust
only the haversack