another exact midday
outside the communal –

reflected ankles,
blanket pink walls / doors.

following arranged time-ticks
& the solo improv of bikes

a clown meanders,
watching concrete


vague dusk.

the sex-toy
fossicks through barriers.

me installing the television
oh faux-jaunt
caught, like a shadow.

peter pan part two.
learning to smoke.

& much nearer than anything,
some fine conspiracy.