I will colour your shoes in with black permanent marker pen
Cottage garden has long disappeared under grass
a smell of celery soup and bread in the foyer
‘they’ve had a different veggie one all week’
Smudge squints in Autumn afternoon sun
Breakfast at The Egg rooftops a feeling of home
signal breaks intrusion travel speeds you to town
snarl at the barrier new trainers and shopping list
rain then sun then Kangol inducing rain again
Flags barely visible where you named plants
decked with colour and bric a brac photos of India
tall and thin with beige undertones leading to office
Lime tree whose ‘leaves dance when the sun hits’
Sadness seeking The Smallest Church In Sussex
sale items in HMV visible on scabrous tired arms
Bold Street way towards the Soul and sandwiches
eyes fill olives are dissected coffee stands cold
Sweet lavender once now tyre tracks set in mud
Buscopan aided trip talk of new baskets and workshops
bustle through to snaffle milk for tea
window reveals a draught no sill for Cacti
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