Sunday, 1 June 2014

silent morning

light and air freshening the room after a disturbed night. cat aware, hungry. Bells outside, two.
Six thirty. Scratch the cats head, it likes that .
Purr.
Strange dreams of known people, dreams of strangers.
Bells outside seven times.
seven on the hour.
Cat loud.
Feed.
Bathroom.
Kitchen,
Coffee pot on the gas.
The streets are empty, morning bright and new.
The dovecalls, silence in the town otherwise.



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