Poetry Map of Scotland poem no. 79: Johnstone

Now That You Are Better

Heading to Lochwinnoch to see the birds,
a drive to clear our heads, we ended up
in Johnstone, at the only Wimpy left
in Scotland. Unsure what to do next, we
talked about how it had been for you then
and how it was now, now that you were well.
Salt packets and coffee rings, left untouched
and you said "lucky for me I'm stubborn."
I agreed, laughing but remembering
the sudden rages and the broken glass,
the look in your eyes when the anger passed.
Scraping plastic, chair legs against the tiles
I cleared up while you watched, threw salt for luck
and hoped, for your sake, that some of it stuck.

Amy Rafferty

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