ZIG-ZAG FOR THE SKY:

The same man sees everything,
Lights a cigarette,
Looks down the road,
Suddenly waving,
Then,
Lowering his head,
Returns to his observations,
Solitary,
Hair in a quiff,
1950’s,
Documents nothing,
Commits it all to memory,
The tables are sticky,
But he’s got the right trainers

(K)