a dangerous blue sky

on the fifth floor
in my vertical home
i am eye to to eye
with the sky
and the sky
is blue and delicious

syrupy
beguiling
infectious

and bloody dangerous

and
little people far below
are dotted here and there
social distancing aware
walking in little people groups
no more than two or three at most

an ambulance, all blues and twos
huffs and puffs and whizzes by
as little people far below
catch little people achoos
in soggy little people tissues

and i
press my nose
to window pane
licking the outside
with my eyes

i can taste
freedom
i feel alive

and then as i die a little inside
i curl up in a cosy nook with
my favourite Flann O’Brien book

“When things go wrong and will not come right,
Though you do the best you can,
When life looks black as the hour of night,
A PINT OF PLAIN IS YOUR ONLY MAN.”

is 11.30 am too early for day drinking?
i wish i could day drink with you

and you
and you
and you

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