Along the Unhallowed Way
This old feller pushes this other old bloke in a wheelchair
Down a dreary Salford road in late November.
Avoiding kerbs, talking
Always talking, talking of nothing,
Talking of everything:
What it takes, and never gives back,
With wheels of fire and haloes running all amuck
These two desperados meander along past
The pound shops and the bookies and the booze 24/7ers
They know all these places well. Too well.
Dave pushes his brother through the kebab litter
Outside Hope’s old A & E, past the smokers,
Through the entrance, towards the woman,
They’ve come to see. Mam