Sir by Neil Fulwood

All things considered, sir was wrong.
It hurt me more than it did him,
gave me something to kick against,
taught me the basics of us and them.

In matters of instruction, sir
overestimated himself. He bored me,
taught me the meaning of ennui.

In matters of discipline, sir
held that the lines were drawn
by the downstroke of a cane. This
was where the positions were assumed.

Neil Fulwood is the author of film studies book 'The Films of Sam Peckinpah'. His poetry has been featured in The Morning Star, The Stare's Nest, Butcher's Dog, Monkey Kettle, Nib Magazine and Ink Sweat & Tears. He divides his time between the pub and cinema, and somehow manages to hold down a day job.

Neil Fulwood is the author of film studies book ‘The Films of Sam Peckinpah’. His poetry has been featured in The Morning Star, The Stare’s Nest, Butcher’s Dog, Monkey Kettle, Nib Magazine and Ink Sweat & Tears. He divides his time between the pub and cinema, and somehow manages to hold down a day job.

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