five

and the cat fed

the bird

calling its throaty call

and the soft traffic of

the morning and

the illness

nearly done

nearly ready to leave

and an aeroplane

and the refrigerator

and tinnitus a sense

it will soon be time

for reconciliation

or more fighting

who can say

at this point only a fool

would call it so early

a mug in the sink

fools rush in they say

and the teabag in it

where angels hang back like

and the full bin

—opportunists

and the calendar

they don’t say that really

and a chalk board

plus angels and fools are

two wonky cabinet doors

just people

and the lino, it’s not lino

or the same person

and the hospital letters

at different times maybe

foreign currency

the same time even