Straight Outta Woolwich

you and I walk out to the Thames bank 

the coffee shop had pumped us with caffeine

for us to observe the water

boats, birds, the ferry

across the bank a park

green oasis

the sugar factory up the river

industry down

our phones are quiet

and we chat about the river

about the boats

about lost loves

we walk easily towards the ferry

soon the over half a century year old boat

rumbles around us

as we sit on the wooden benches

it repeats the journey across

a worn furrow in the water

as it has done thousands of times

as many others will do

this journey, repeated

not you and I

but others and others

many many times, again and again