Sarah Rice #14 'Sometimes the world just feels like that'

Sometimes the world just feels like that

when you shuffle out at night in your furry slippers 

to check the post with one kid under arm in a bundle

and some car swings into the street to blind you

with their headlights and everything goes pixel

and the neighbours’ porch light flicks on

they’re always poking their nose in

and there’s nothing in there anyway

except Herbert the spider