Particles of matter
Particles of matter float, abandoned, searching,
I see it everywhere, death shares my space.
It annoys me.
I will wipe the grey away, yet I know
my cleaning stops nothing.
I know it will settle again, everything settles
Dust, a variety of things, pollutants, pollen, mould.
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Just a moment to myself
Summer is coming. I’ve just finished cleaning the toilets, the windows are all open and I have sat down for a minute. I keep catching a breeze on the back of my neck, it feels like someone is trying to get my attention. My boney cat is coming up to join me up on the sofa. I watch her, like a climber in a crevasse, she front points with her claws between the seat squab and the pouffe. She can no longer jump. Our clocks are about to spring forward and we have been hit with a weird weather burp from Australia. The forecasters have promised 30°. I have put about six loads of washing on in preparation, middle age thinking.
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