Monday, 9 April 2012

The Kitchen

The November chill
Is in the air as I
Crunch down the
Gravel path towards
The courtyard

My purple and green
Rain boots slush
In the mud
That was created
By last night’s rain

Sleep deprived,
Full of caffeine
I walk past the green fence
After last night
I can handle a little cleaning

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