Thursday 10 May 2012

NOTHING DAY

slate grey sky of dirty hoover fluff
like from behind bathroom doors
lies over an eternal mid-morning of dumb chores
that were essential yesterday
but 
hold 
no 
motivation or reason now


warm out
but still see my breath


damp
but the rain is gone


and the pretty pink petals and escaping white blossoms
cling
irritatingly to my shoes



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