#poem #poetry #amwriting #sketchbook #mutton

walking past the leg of mutton
legs at full tilt from the slope of - check name of the street -
I see through the window a woman talking
   to a man
staring into the middle distance of his pint

it reminded me of our first date

I was relieved you thought I belonged
   even even it was just in a pub
   to which I had never been
and relieved that you didn't see
   me ask the way to the toilet
but more relieved
- that relieved -
you were still talking