A first job - just
fifteen
amongst men
freed from a
crushed existence in
coalmines.
Old miners - now
cleaning lamps
filling Davy’s
with kerosene wiping
off the dust and clay.
Jack - with his toothless
smile and deformed
creased head -
some things you just
don’t ask.
Dusting
down the shelf’s,
burning the lamps
of men not
turned in
today -
for what ever
reason.
It was
saying:
“The roofs bad on 101’s
Jack – real bad”
and violently spits
a plume of dark
tobacco juice onto the
hard floor.
Me - just fifteen
years old
wide eyed
a
voyeur
to all their trepidations
and fears.
(A bit indulgent.....
Me bottom row third from left.
Around 1995 Asfordby Colliery
Leicestershire. Now closed)
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