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