Saturday, 14 April 2012

13: Throw Everything Out Of Your Basements, Sweetheart

Throw everything out of your basements, sweetheart. Let’s start afresh.

Race room to room like a domino rally trying to outrun the twist of the planets, trip on the floorboards, parquet knees.

Throw everything out of your basements, sweetheart, we can tile the kitchen with calcified bones and clutter the halls with hooplah.

Shrug off the sediment, pluck the old mattress hairs that tickle your nose. We’ve spent too many summers collecting broken boardgames with missing sixes, the tupperware cupboard heaves and howls.

Throw everything out of your basements, sweetheart, throw me a rope to yank my bones from this quagmire.

Shake off the weight of stuff like a happy duck dancing a cha cha.

Quack.

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