Unday

Today was an un-day

waking to an empty home and

hiding

holding the television hostage

in 

pyjamas and tea

or am I its hostage?

It is not important. 

Wordpage open research read

writing begun

transporting ideas in synchronic melody

a story-format unfolding

 

 

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