A parquet-floored space
of set-back tables – in
Chelsea bald men squark
& auld men stumble as a
prelude to a game – our
tribes are hooked in to
Instagram likes [before
this game they like all
that online hate] – all
that can be connected &
shared is there [& here
is now afore a match] –
My son is eight minutes
away – time is measured
over each half in pints
Poem 2876 | A parquet-floored space
