After Paul had cut my hair, I spent some time in Not Just Sundaes -
Paul had told me a brutally sad story -
His razor sharp scissors had danced above my head -
I had felt the need for soothing stone -
There, in that kindly ancient space, I sipped my cappuccino -
I pictured the Cathar castle -
The hospital -
A birth prefaced by a death -
A story told whilst a cheery radio played -
Banter followed by a silence -
Thursday 8 August 2019
Not Just Sundaes
Wareham
No comments:
Post a Comment