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i dream of angel cake soft layers of colour
shop bought
like mum did
in the lockdown the law is that we must
bake it
at home
i don’t i mainly
walk and draw
as you know
the sleeve comes longer more stylist
different than the left one come too
long
i may be able to draw hands yet
like the empty sleeve better the
shape at the end
he rode ahead on his bike
i ran to keep up the conversation
still distanced
as if i was in
training
the farmers drove by unsmiling
later down by the gate where
the ram was caught in the wire
they waved and smiled
i watched the sewing
i watched the stars
the seating all arranged
now in the corner
i listen to cohen
and the like
james
prefer fruit really
i feels happy with
it