Kerri Shying R # 338 - white cat Hank high above and flying

white cat Hank high above and flying

I saw Hank

preening

along

your windows

open to the bright

sweetness of the Sunday

air   we

here down below

the flats above the closed

shopfronts  of the

post-financial crisis

fixers  job-getters

for the poor  we

see you

soak up future

paint

on a scrap

a rag still printed

with the same teddy pattern

purchased 

just before your birth

in my mending basket

blanky 

with some retreads

of skeletons

of spaceships

 star wars future

yet to fill

my hours