In the chosen corner
Looking out
On the lady with the porkpie hat
Listening in
On the garden refurbishment small-talk
Everyone so it seems
Is going away somewhere
Everyone, more so it seems
Have memories to treasure
Earlier
The funeral cortège drove through town
Led
By the solitary stick-tapping walker
Perhaps it was for the very man
Or the very woman
Who inspired the conversion
Of this bonded storage warehouse
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