Old man looking in the camera shop window

That’ll be me in a few years time
ogling the Pentax
Coveting the design

My reflection in the glass
an unrecognisable blur
Hands in pockets
and baggy of trouser

Glasses held together by
Sticking plaster
Mind drifting
Feet freezing

And standing there for
two, three, four, five hours a day
Oblivious to the passing crowds
or the time fading away

That’ll be me

An old man looking in the camera shop window

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