YESTERDAYS MEN

 

yesterdays men
beige wrapped & dawn charmed

shamble & gamble
up the top 

to the paper shop

for their own personal choice
of infoprint prejudice meat

folded in half & carried home

for another naked breakfast

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they navigate like history ships

weak wind in worn sails

round the pavements cement cracks

recounting recurring tales

&

they reach out to brick gateposts

for a hint of masked support

the flat shoe shuffle going slowly now

keeping it together till home port