Another clock
Which also does not move
Though a bronze coloured lampshade
Hangs symbolically beside it
This is the old warehouse
With a pen and ink sketch
Of horse and cart
Beneath the pulley
I take a ginger flapjack
As Lou Reed sings
Take a walk on the wild side
Surprised by the coincidence I sip
My piping-hot black Americano
And take a call from my daughter
Who is on her way to collect her children
- I am her fallback conversation
