003 London Marathon

A journey
of a thousand miles begins
with a single step (Lao Tzu)

This is not true
It is thus

In a kitchen
somewhere in Surbiton
or Hythe
A man (or woman)
puts a teabag into the mug
pours on boiling water
stirs-removes-bag-adds-milk-and-sugar-stirs

A little later
He (or she)
turns on the tv
and skims through channels

Amongst flickering pictures
between one gulp of tea
and the next
a single headline
focuses phantom dreams
which coalesce
into an idea, a certainty,
a fixation

upon which a journey
of a thousand miles
begins