It's Still Life

Small Town Saturday

It’s market day and
your name is Pat and
standing beside you
is your brother, Jack,

well he might’ve been your brother
if your mum had married the first boy
she kissed but there is some blood
connection somewhere under our skin,

           and Jack pulls
a harvest landscape
of corn in a crate from
under the trestle table,
sets it to the side as if
it’s probably but not really
for sale, or possibly

something special he’s
keeping for his granny
who stops by at 10 o’clock
on Saturday to haggle
the price of one tomato
or one spring onion,

and just as I’m about to ask him
why he’s set the corn aside,

there goes Dad in one
of his look away moods,
walking by with a face
like a hard horizon with
a big wrench in his
greasy clenched hand.

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