Monday, January 10, 2011

Housesitting

Rain
Walking
Dog

In a single storey
Beachside burb

Unfamiliar streets
But I know this life

Old homes and new
Rose gardens
Roast dinners
A hostel for tired men
A skinhead who doesn’t meet my eye
A slow moving ambulance

End of the street
The sun sets
A veil of rain
An aching sky

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