Back to the chicken life
Darting back and forward
In pursuit of affordable food.
Besides spouse B is adamant
To be in town before noon
So I hurry back from the
Social market
Where a few bargains have
Been made.
Samsonite roller bag
Served me extremely well.
The muggy air a wet blanket
On the body.
Caught the bus 401 in time
Fell like a stone on the fold-down
Seat
At the luggage and pram-space
Opposite the middle bus entrance.
Pearls of sweat rolled down my
Cheeks
Rushed to place all groceries
Into the fridge.
All fitted into the mini-fridge
Supplied by the earth-bound
Landlord.
The sooner I finish my domestic
Chores
The sooner I’m back at my
Writing and drawing desk.
MUGGY.YGGUM
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