Time used to be something handed down from man to man
So schools could be funny when it comes to making a plan.
They said it was as easy as tables and left it for you to solve
By the route you took back home when you gave yourself some goals.
Something to do, old boy
Some games or maybe some tasks.
Before your home was for some work
And your pay was not yet in your pocket:
Coats, Tails and the women had some Lockets –
not the sort your mouth heals with honey
ones worth lots and lots of accrued wealth,
the kind that makes its way down to the dealers
Antiques
Country Fairs
>> Wizardry
& Beeswax with their honey.

Time used to be something handed down from woman to woman
Until class came down upon us and she was not found any wearings
For the clothes in the stores and the time it took to lose weight to pause for gatherings and make time to wait and chill out

…
or something or other
down at the estate
where my best mate makes me wait
For,
The Deliverance of Another Poem.