Q & A

Q & A

It's been a while, he says -
his eyes looking
out onto slow-moving clouds

- a little while since
anything moved my life.

He's undemonstrative.
The clouds continue
to blot the sky.

Sure, I myself move:
that's something doesn't stop.
But everything else out there?

It puzzles me
it can't wake up.

A man needs his life to move -
not just himself, he says.
The clouds skitter more quickly, overhead. 

Faisal Grant, 28/10/2014.