Return Ferry

We ascend the Red Stairs Car Deck Three
Buy a newspaper find a sea-view seat
Open the pages like sail-boat sails
That race us back across the sea

The wake of the week we'd left behind
Trails in black columns and lines
Down the white page we trail behind
the words silently
-slurping coffee and sucking sweets
-money-work-property

French families embark as we go back
Their glasses of beer the expectations we had
I stare at them from the pages and see our past selves
Who are now books being placed back on shelves