The alarm
buzzes, but I don’t
Mood
leaden like skies cast in concrete
Grey, such
an oppressive shade of harsh
Pull the duvet up tight and hide some more
Pull the duvet up tight and hide some more
Summer’s
sodden, unrelenting madness
Ruinous rain, fall hard on parched ground
Ruinous rain, fall hard on parched ground
Colour my world
anything but cloud or slate,
silver, lead, pewter, smoke or stone or sombre.
silver, lead, pewter, smoke or stone or sombre.
I have an
urgency to wear Red.
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