Monday, 5 May 2008

Summertime

The hiss of summertime
Hum of the blue expanse
Distant football sounds. Dog. Child.

Quiet fizz of lemonade
A fly, buzzing.. Near.. Nearer.. Far.. Near
Stops.
Fiddles. Stops.
Buzzing again, further.. further

Clatter of pots and cutlery
Inside, the radio
Baby Helen chucks a car.

Skin sticks, sweaty, to the plastic chair
Squinting underneath the sunglasses
Hot skin browning slowly.

Buzzing. Near.. Far.. further..
Hum
Breathing out.
A puffy white cloud

Why am I still thinking about you?

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