NO PARKING IN THE PARKING:
I’m coming to pieces,
Reconstructed in another place,
The Boy in the dustbin,
Life is a cartoon,
Legs pump bicycle pedals,
Crossing traffic,
Crossing tram lines,
Trains snake between cars,
Between buildings,
Loom close,
Eyes pressed against windows,
Stare in at tourists eating buffet breakfasts,
The pen curls across the page,
But I’m not here,
The Boy on the rock
(K)
Yellow there. Where it is.