the goods

The, April 9,2019

The cat reaches up with both front paws, up to the human knees clothed in black denim. Her cat face looks up, assessing the situation. Then she pulls herself up onto the knees with a small jump from the rear legs by way of support. she does not realise that her claws cause pain to the wearer of the black denim trousers. Then she settles down, purring loudly. Wait for a few minutes, patting her

head, stroking her back. Then, bend down to

put on the socks. The cat is disturbed, she jumps down, then she leaves the room. Hear the cat door creak outside as it swings. The cat has gone out to the balcony.

There is a grey rubbish bin beside every door

in the street. today is the bin day. Later, orange clad men will come with their big orange tuck

and empty all of the containers.

There is nobody waiting at the bus stop today.

Stand there and watch the cars and the trucks go by, it is nearly five forty in the morning. The goods are already moving on the road, heading for destinations probably a longer way away.

Big container trucks, avoiding the motorway

tolls as they can.

The taxi driver arrives, and then the bus.