Cricket Wife

Time has stopped, the air is still
Nothing moves or ever will
Present tense is future past
Velocity slows so fast
The air is still
Nothing moves or ever will

I’m going home, I’ve had enough
Call a taxi, I want my stuff
Where are my shoes, my coat, my hat?
Get me out, I smell a rat

I can’t remember why or where
They brought me here but this is there
And then is now, a sudden sigh
And now it’s late and where am I?
And where am I?
Where am I?
A sudden sound
Where am I?

Whey are my shoes, my coat, my hat?
Just get me out, I smell a rat
Whey are my shoes, my coat, my hat?
Just get me out, I smell a rat
Whey are my shoes, my coat, my hat?
Just get me out, I smell a rat

I can’t remember why or when
They brought me here
But this then and then is now

A sudden sigh, a sudden sigh
And now it’s late and where am I?
A sudden sigh, a sudden sigh
And now it’s late and where am I?

Another sigh then sleep to dream
Laughing, flying from the scene
I saw you clearly in my mind
Flying, leaving all behind
Bones and blood and anxious anger
Replaced in space by girlish laughter

A sunny day
He’s turn to bat
The cricket wives sip tea and chat
That’s that, he’s out, not such a bad innings
They still have a fair enough chance of winning

His boyish smile
She understands him
His lack of guile
Her soul demands him
He packs his bags
They’re off together
And that was that
And is forever