The school playground
hierarchical cool of talent and hip
for the fortunate, both
the outcasts, neither.
Sports like rock ‘n’ roll bands
number one for a fleeting year or two.
In high school it was cricket.
the age of obese moustaches
chest opened shirts of doormat hair and gold chains – Idols.
Boredom and consummation have their fill
the number diminishes to two
after 60 minutes and countless return throws
patience wants to end with the tangibility of the bat
Steven can go first
Steven’s father has arrived early
he stands alongside requesting the bat.
Instinct expects advice on technique
parents do not seem to able to resist.
We will bowl to him
The ball skims off concrete
he doesn’t see adolescent pouting
doesn’t see outrage at queue jumping
doesn’t see resentment at opportunity denied.
Suit coat removed
he sees the horizon
a life without deadlines or mortgage
the hero of self conquered fields of dreams
once again he is young.