#Poem Back to the Market

Early pm
our dialogue floats and trails, rambles
along the circular path that follows
the stream, forks
around two houses, turns
back into the main road

The regular odours
of engines hang
around the close, percolate
through our hair

We stand on the apron
next to the stalks of wind-wrecked tulips
ticking moments of staunched hypocrisy
We mouth our humour
voice the usual suspicions
fix the mix

Later, at home
I think about the For Sale sign
nailed to your wall


3 thoughts on “#Poem Back to the Market

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