THE SMELLS!

the empty air stinks of 1000 memories

wig-wam weddings
and the new dark school terms
huddled dusk streets
and thick mists
of
other older time

nature blooms a red death on the hills burst palette

and the heatings on!
clicking and clopping
and rattling like tiny hooves escaping home

and 
stinking
of crumpets and dr who
and of the silence of early nights
intimate
with
memories of her and him and this and that

everywhere and of everything

but
so
little
can be nailed down