Geoff Stevens

Bugbear: the lost age of the folding pushchair

buggy can you spare
a partial dismantling
a few simple movements
that will render you
friendly to other passengers
and will your cell-phoned owner
currently telling someone that she is on the bus
bend her ego enough
to assist you
in this community relations exercise
or will she bawl loudly in annoyance
like her baby
at the very suggestion

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There are bruises on the window panes
where despite an aggressive city landscape
of boarded-up grandeur and tacky boxed glass
my thumbs have pressed my own views in.

I’m living in the luxury of a fertile imagination
my outlook modified by experience and memory.

You visit me like a courier crossing through a check-point border
bringing a solution no longer available here
to isolated men of my generation.

You take your clothes off with routine no frills efficiency
and I draw the curtains to cover my inadequacy.

Geoff Stevens © 2007