
Stop at the cafè
After long walk
Drink my milk
After a while
Last gulp
Empties all
Turn away
Then return
In the base
Thought pressed
But tiny aphid
A black spot
I've taken to #basking, it's such a delight, basking up the wrong tree, 31 flavours of basking robins, basking mad I must say
The others disdain me, too much sun getting to my head, but still I rest under those cancerous vitamin D rays, and am content