tenement

let not words defeat me

in the chaos of this place.

I like to speak of abstraction,

tidy places.

I like my washing blowing high,

fresh winds and freedom,

scented with robins eggs

and butter flight.

I lived in a flat once, balconied

and still have bad dreams.

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