tug my shoes on
and
open
the door
oh good i think
looking at wheelie bins
the colour
of
poster paints
holding my key
i shuffle
to
the garage
door
oh good i think
the door is fire engine red
and
the
birdshit
white
as summer clouds
the summer clouds
oh good i think
the summer clouds
are
stuck
up
there
with
pritt stick
oh good i think
another one of those days
where
everything
looks
like
a
toy
behind me on the windowsill
the
cat
is
moulded plastic
and
mechanically waves a paw
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