When you first met

he was slugging Jamesons

and you were drinking orange squash.

You had a butterfly broach

attached to your jacket,

he had a knuckle duster

tucked in his pocket.

You had a freckle on your cheek,

he had a tattoo of a snake

coiled round his neck.

You loved Cliff Richard.

His bag was Gene Vincent.

You liked gladioli.

He collected motorbikes.

Now you sit in this cafe

having breakfast together

sharing the same pot of tea.

He gives you his mushrooms,

you give him your toast.

After all these years

you’ve been wearing away

like two moving parts

rubbing together

until they stick.

Michael Stewart


About headspam

I'm a writer from Salford, now based in Bradford. I've written for theatre, radio and TV. And the following books: King Crow (novel: Bluemoose Books); Couples (poetry: Valley Press); Cafe Assassin (novel: Bluemoose Books); Mr Jolly (short stories: Valley Press) Author page: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Michael-Stewart/e/B007N2ZOQS/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_3?qid=1461838889&sr=8-3
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