tin clock
ticks
like a tap
dripping
yap yap yap
under a bread-
and-dripping
sky, a tick of
rain like emery
paper and baby
oil, meek
toil and
squeaking trams
with cowbells
outside
the milky grass is
oiled crêpe paper with
dropped-stitch
bushes
green
soiled shoes
boil boil boil
on the stone step
kettle boiling
bone-handled
knives and
hard water
boiling
wee wee wee
toilet leaking
kid sick
tick tick tick
dole payment
cut again:
getajob day
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