Monday 25 March 2019

Walking coma.

A walk.
The sun is out it’s looking good, ignore the smell of diesel fumes it’s ok, we’re in this together -last lungs standing , challenge , just do it , 
defy the fumes and go for a walk.

Breathe in breathe deep, feel the energy... seeping from your body onto the tired pavement as cars rush by ,lots of VIP’s out by the look of it, 
even John has personalised plates now.

Find a bit of grass ,some trees, get in touch with what we were, even if it’s crowded there on the last green bit , overcrowded overcast with tins and wrappers
(where dogs fight for shitting rights)

Look what the council put up, a sign telling us how to walk, where to walk ,what not to do thet’ll be handy ‘cos we’re amateurs, this walking is a professionals job now. 
Gotta get the right shoes and coat.



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