soft spongy
of lovely pan-cakes
dripping with butter
and a sprinkling of syrup,
The smell of best morning
delights...


In silence, we don't engage
the wheel motions in a cage

Summer has abbreviated
a walk rewinding to a fall,
the second block on a flat
of abandoned to police

Rain pours......
regardless
of your status,
blood stains.

Pain-cakes.