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August Showers 22/08/24

  • Writer: charlie stu
    charlie stu
  • Aug 22, 2024
  • 1 min read

Updated: 7 days ago

Waiting

I sit caressed by drifting fountains,

my view bestrode by buildings familiar to my dreams,

I behold a future priced in new horizons.

What if I stayed?

Let time pass.

Sat amongst the stones of another city,

the warmth of a new sun,

and the desperate joy of peace.


Building

It's all in progress,

all nearly there,

just another cost injection.

just another scrabble in bank alley lobbies.

It'll be on time.


If today was yesterday,

and if one struck coin became five,

we'd throw ten pounds of force for

one of worth.


Outfits

Ohh that's nice,

a while back now,

cost an arm and a leg.


Always the party outfit,

maybe I'll let it loose.

Maybe if I just,

What if it's shrunk?

The heat,

didn't dry it right,


It's smaller,

it needs to stretch.

It'll go back in the cupboard,

and I'll just...

perhaps next tim-

excuse me a minute.


Dinner Party

Fold out the tables,

stack up the friendships,

root around for a wobbly chair.


Let a warm fug gather,

cut by stories and shouted laughter,

swirled by passing plates.


Sketch scenes in sepia memories,

half remember updates,

and drink in old jokes,

and never forget dessert.


Previously

My back hurts,

but I'm young and I run.

My diet's improving,

I lie to my fridge.


My job's not too taxing,

but I'm young and I earn.

My back hurts,

but promotions are coming.


I'm dating again.

for the one this time now,

but I'm sleeping alone,

and my back hurts

when I wake.







 
 
 

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