monday & theres no binmen yet
it makes me feel strange
none of the clatter & shouts
i miss the clatter & shouts
theres plenty of work vans tho
a big white camper that looks lost
& an eight wheeler of toxic something
i cant tell what
with tethered hoses like outside innards
the strange duck opposite is lining up
mobility aids in the street
for the rag & bone men again
more mobility aids ?
he did this all last week
an old man rests on our front wall
curved over like a crescent moon
hes going the wrong way for a paper
he was 8 stone at his RAF weigh in 1943
& hes 8 stone again
or so he says
thats ALL he says
hes dressed all over in beige
ready for another desert campaign
monday
no binmen
only one bird
no breeze to speak off
calling it
update failed
drawing the curtains
will check on it later
