‘Silly old fool’, someone

Shouts in your wake

And in the brilliantly-lit

Cube of time ‘old’ is dangled

Before your eyes


And won’t go away


She called you old! And

In the instant it takes you

To turn around and see

The solitary young woman

Bend down to retrieve her parcel

It dawns on you that you are

Nearer the end than the beginning


Much nearer


It comes, not creeping in the dark,

But galloping unstoppably

Over the horizon

And you never see it


Silly old fool