Year in Pictures

You were talking while I
Was watching people come through the door
I see this from the platform
Sliding away like a drawer
And I imagine you earlier
Imaging what this would be like
Moving ever further from
That point all the time
And I see
Year in pictures
In the drying out
Felt tip in my hand
And I think
What’s the difference
When the whole of the view
Will be gone meantime
Goodbye mannequin
Shops at night
And hello windows, windows, windows
And no return
To anyone else
You have been thinking about a joke too long
To later think you’re not that person now
You’re not that person anymore
And I see
Year in pictures
In the stretching out
Shadows on my hand
And I think
What’s the difference
When the whole of the view
Will be gone meantime
Whatever happens
I think everything will
Totally meantime