Tuesday Morning

up early for a change

towels banging in the dryer

clothes sloshing round and round

the washing machine


time saving devices

expending energy whilst I

make my breakfast

and read Frankie Fish


I broke out the pink dressing gown

its inaugural wear for the year

it is damp and chilly this morning

working its cold way into my bones


the end of autumn

I can see winter on the horizon

sunshine and starry starry nights

the air as dry as crackers


but for now showers hold sway

blown in off the ocean

and I am confined to barracks

as crazy as I am



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