Scratchy shirts with names on them
Who’s my teacher?
Will my friends still like me?
What is that at the bottom of the bag, from before
A lifetime ago
Different teacher: different world
A world when it ran like a machine
A bad-tempered machine
Homework, gym kit, lunches, forms
On time, home time, hair cuts and
clubs for sport. A masterclass in memory…
Or lists. Or routine.
Was it even possible? Can we pull that organisation from under sand-crusted soft shoes
and endless summer afternoons?
How can I find it?
Where did I have it last?