35 and warm rain falling down on A Road shrubs
smells of 90s days.
smells
of
ages
ago.
vague and powerful memories of army coats/smell of new car magic trees/college mornings not getting up hoping to be missed.
other
memories-
80s marsh of knives and back packs.
glass bottles of stolen drink.
70s front lawn back lawn and the iron gate.
thin apple tree wall to climb.
side
of
cats.
it’s a ball in here! a ball! and a riot!
triggered by warm rain 10 am and sad brown shrubs on the
A Road verge/punctuated and anchored
by a dead great tit solid and upside down
on
the
pitted
tarmac
road.
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