Sleeping in a jumper like a drunk/like
a Dad. Well seasoned like a pan/like
a Dad. Lost in sixties R’n’B like a drunk/like
a Dad. And later - stay up late
listening to LED ZEP in the dark. Fixed on
the small red light on the record player.
Just as YOUTUBE is, right now, providing
something to look at. Eyes focused/ like
a red light. Adrift like Peter Green/ like
a Dad. The music is loud enough for deaf ears
in a Dad’s flat. The light kept out
with the flies and, him so often out/ like
a light/ when
I arrive.