Two hundred yards away

Two hundred yards away
a teenager tries to stand
upright on a rolling bale/

My right-hand dares on
your inner thigh – you are
loosened straw alongside

me – a fat man in running
attire walks past [sex pest
threats are laughed off] – I

want to [but we have only
just met]/ Tinder dates for
ill-coupled counsels haste

& only my imagination has
you naked & rolled tight – I
put my thoughts into you/