As if & if only
They were afraid of falling
& walked from the plane quickly
my father is a mechanic of Jeeps & fridges
& my mother is lost for words.
They take their ears to the tv at 6.
The smallish box filled with accidents
& people lying around in the state
they were found.
My mother is working selling sewing
& at night sauce to Plimmerton in
snaplock bags. Today she is the sewer
of lupin for the garden.
Our heart is not in it my father said
To the Jeep owner. We are living off
The garden. We have nothing to slaughter
& we do not like flying.
My mother says people disappear
Into thin air everyday & you hear about them
for weeks after in the paper. As if & if only
they will come back.
they are meagre & weak
there are breaks to take &
jeeps to fix. There are planes to fall.
For sure they will fall.