by Richard Barrett
We visit chip shops
secretly under excuse of
going for a walk / I have
2 days: annual and flexi
booked, initially, for a trip to
London. I say: won’t see you
’til Friday. Come out with me
this afternoon. The girls –
Zakra, Affy and Sarah
wondering where you are.
Stowell of the Spire.
Surrounding where it was:
that wall – where we sit and
listen to each other.
Richard Barrett needs to return his library books. He is currently blogging here.