the ether is
full of swimming lesson chlorine
and melting butter crumpets
and bbc dr who
of faking crop circles at dusk in someones dads hat
and second hand bicycles before all the cars
of pocket money before the wages
and the sweets and bangers before bills
the
air
is
Innocent
walking the white therapy path
in bootsteps of space and silence
after
the
addidas shuffle of a glorious and awful
sodden
forever
sunday
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