spilled out of the nurses’
quarters early in the morning
by some fire alarm
we stood by the bus stops
on the edge of the park
so quick I’d left my glasses
“early shift?” said the ‘shit,
it is a policeman’ when close
enough, “uh, yeah” … “yeah”
while I wondered where we’d live
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
bus wormhole: backseat
C & Leicester & love wormhole: (Little by Little)
morning wormhole: thar she perched
park wormhole: ‘hand / in hand …’
seeing wormhole: a few reflections on / keeping your cow / in a large meadow / while walking round / the streets of Horsham
speech wormhole: mother and child
Made me smile.
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