He could not be in there
Yet, at that very moment
I thought to be down the well
With Mr Pye
This is the time of time
Not to be elsewhere
As the thoughts tumble
From the subconscious to the here and now
The sky is grey and blue
More one side than the other
The old days become the new days
While time works its miracles
Next door my neighbours
Are having their wi-fi upgraded
He told me this
Two weeks or so ago
