Can I call you Jim?

He knew dock leaves
the backs of his two hands
veined and old, cold.

Constable paints clouds
and dog after jolly dog
besides that – horses.

Enough horses.
Hear the cash rattling
inside the biscuit tins.

I don’t know much
about       John Constable
but I know what he likes.

I’m being unfair –

In the cornfield surely
that boy is dead
not drinking.

And Dedham Vale
can only be the title
of a 12 part drama.

I’m being unfair –

Jim, I’m sorry