Amid an
otherwise
pedestrian
day a small
iambic
metaphor,
as though
a sentry's
attention
had wandered,
as if a
gardener'd
given up
shallots and
gone down the
pub for a
pint or three,
stood beside
a lamp post
beside an
allotment
a pair of
unoccupied
old worn black
workingmen's
boots.
