The bull neck ...

The Head of PE stepped onto the running machine next to mine - 

I'd been running for ten minutes or so, daydreaming, at ease with the world - 

A rasping yelp roused me from my vision of a languorous garden - 

I was no longer eating figs, lolling by an azure pool - 

I was no longer hearing exquisite verse, read to me by a girl with tawny skin - 

All I heard was a bully gasping for breath - 

Then he spoke - my physiotherapist says my quads are locked solid -

Ah I said - I see - 

10.30

Monday 27 March 2017

Purbeck Sports Centre

Wareham