lesson of the birds (part ii) i watch two sparrows, sparring over the dog end of a pasty, grabbing with heads bent low. flapping over ground, the victor makes it to the safety,
the wedding list you have a crate of vodka, you plan to hide in the bridal suite, ‘just for the family’. Dad’s been to France, and filled a Vauxhall estate
why people in Range Rovers always look terrified sweltering in your metal hell, white knuckles cling to the wheel like a dirty uncle fingering clothes on a washing line.
reasons why it’s unsafe to run for a bus running, pits you bumper to bumper with the snarl and snap of traffic. running, brings trousers from their hip home, down to the ankles.
Something Cutting through the water a small fishing boat carrying Ron and No-Shoes heads out beyond the summery stink of the estuary, toward the buttery waves of the sea.