Fade to Grey
Steve Coel
Shopping Trolley
Steve Coel
Like a dream it was just now.
Watching you walk barefoot and unconcerned
across the wet road,
it being this early like and all.
You must have started evening with shoes I suppose,
but there you go.
No CCTV to follow your every movement.
Not here.
Not yet.
But you's being watched my friend.
Trust me, you's being watched.
See it's quiet round this way.
Apart from splashing water
and occasional heavy gun fire.
Odd that actually.
Guns usually start up later.
At a more sociable time like.
No real point this time of the morning.
No-one to frighten see.
This time of day is just showing off.
Pricks.
So what the fuck you think you's doing round here
is beyond me.
But then I's not being paid to think or worry
about kids like you is I?
So better get on.
If I can get this knife bit further in
I can be on my way as well.
Shit, was that gunfire again?
Steve Coel
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