walking home (after Reading Ivoryfishbone's Week on Fire)

Once, I had all day to read the papers
became an expert at crossword solving
now I know cross words solve nothing
I try to learn patience of maturity
by remembering what it is to be a child
and all the papers go unread into wellies
that came home with half the sea in each
for I have no time on my hands, only sand
from yours