About three weeks ago I broke my ankle playing football
This has left me slightly at a loss as I am now in plaster
Jane and I live next to a beach
But I am unable to paddle or even bathe
So I stay under an invalids parasol
And watch her frolic in the shallows
With her girlfriends
In front of my current station
I can see Jane’s footprints in the damp sand
They go in all directions
Some are slowly fading
But others retain a strong identity