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today<\/strong><\/p>\n the truck ahead has one brake light that works back of a head with hair curling slow white tipper truck\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 going to work there’s a little girl with her red coat <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Paul Burns<\/strong> lives in rural south Cheshire and works with his wife on their flower farm. He plays guitar and writes when not worn out from carting manure and leaning on a spade staring at the hills and sky.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" today the truck ahead has one brake light that works duck taped to the tailgate of its tipper where white plastic bags blow around in the slipstream\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 he’s indicating drawing out of the junction, blue smoke signals at his gearchange\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 slow decay somewhere in its metal guts back of a head with […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-14422","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14422","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=14422"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14422\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14424,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14422\/revisions\/14424"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=14422"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=14422"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=14422"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nduck taped to the tailgate of its tipper
\nwhere white plastic bags blow around
\nin the slipstream\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 he’s indicating
\ndrawing out of the junction, blue smoke
\nsignals at his gearchange\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 slow decay
\nsomewhere in its metal guts<\/p>\n
\nround the headrest, unruly silhouette
\nagainst the windscreen smears
\nbrake light again
\nthe radio says saturday live
\nit must be nine a.m<\/p>\n
\nor wait to work somewhere\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 parked
\nuneasily on a site or sideroad
\nwhere clouds pull through all day
\ntools lifted out and clattered back
\nthen sure enough before he’s gone<\/p>\n
\ndone right up\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 watching this road
\nimpossible not to have seen her
\nfrom the corner of the eye
\nany more than not to see the edges
\nof the grey sky\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 the unlit brake light
\ndancing bags or leaves spiralling
\nwhere the truck may once have been<\/p>\n