That is that

the itinerary is drawn from the mid
with plans to save coats for the rain
the moon forever bears witness
these thoughts honk mostly at night
it’s a few more nights until we get it right

about an arm’s length until the end
heavens swerve at a sharp bend
rain falls and coats have to be worn
once, twice & there’s no more shelter
all that was planned remains a list

it’s at the doctor’s or a good friend
it’s from the nuclear or the extended
it’s a spouse, a side piece or a piece
it’s data, it’s transport fare; it’s the
interesting tale of a salary earner.

Tomide Abdul