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This year, I set myself the foolish task of trying to write something every day, and what you see here is the result. None of this is finished, polished, or in any way good. It's usually a few lines at the end of the day when I'm tired, my head's broken, and this nonsense spills out of it onto the page. Feel free to comment away, and if you think anything has any potential then let me know and I might have a go at working on it further.

But hang on, where's the first month? You've ripped us off! I hear you say... Well, yes. I have been writing since the beginning of January, but it's taken me a while to get the blog up, so everything here is a month old.

Saturday, 25 June 2016

Clean and clear

It's in the buzz of the vacuum,
The angry growl
Cleaning the floor with a cut and a thrust.
I've learned to avoid this frenzied dance
The sweeping tarantella
I wouldn't want to be the dust.
Turning my back, I scrub the pans
Feign focus
Avoid your gaze or turn to rust.
It's in the spritz of the chemicals
That acrid hiss
Each surface sterilised because you must.
I sweep and fumble the dustpan and brush
Under your feet
You beat the cushions until concussed
When it's done we drift to bed
Single in silence
I dream the night might see such lust.

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