I
thought he was looking right at me
Then
thought well
That’s
impossible
He’s
at least 80 and I’m going 30mph
As
I got closer I saw
That
he wasn’t looking anywhere
Barely
walking his eyes were up and left
Fixed
there on nothing
He
could’ve been dead were he not standing bolt upright
Old
carrier bag scrunched up in hand
It
was 8.30am
And
all I could think is
How
alive are you
Are
you locked in?
Eyes
to the sky like that
And
if you’re disconnected from the rest of
Us
What’s
so important to be out
At
the crack of dawn?
Because
If
it was me
Stuck
like that
I’d
sleep ‘til midday
I
never get to do that anymore…