STINK

in the 
space of new autumn breezes
and
in
the
conditioner damp of fresh washing
and
in
the
morning lather of no-brand blue shower gel
and

in
the
eternal burst of the infinite bubbles
of winter evening bubble baths

lies
1000
memories/unspecified and aching
all
calling
out

THEN

and

NOT NOW

to my reboot brain
in its off-centre fug
of monday headaches and isolated silence