Lasso

I never love you so much as when you turn
in that last minute
at the door of the bus
You look so young
So worried
But we laugh sometimes
Me and my Nissan
running me and my son
a little too fast
past all the morning people
Adventure boy
Beauty school girl
Mouse woman
Mr pink cheeks
And that dyed blonde
Cowboy
waiting for his lift again
As I return through flat marshland
the sky so wide and open
to coffee
waiting
in my still, quiet house