I will cross a beige desert of carpet - the bright TV will be heard upon the moon - a small dog will yelp in Ashlee's garden -
My dad will hold his head in his hands - he'll ask me many times have I had my sandwiches ?
My mum will doze on the sofa next to me -
The wind nearly blew me away she said - I looked around - I prayed please God, let me see someone that I know -
18.30
Saturday 21 November 2015
Staunton Road
Havant
No comments:
Post a Comment