Day 24

Things that happen at night (or thereabouts)


Your neighbour puts on uniform

And wakes you up with their alarm

And wakes you with their heavy pace

And shines a light into your face.

Ok, that is the brash new sun


They leave the house just before dawn

And drink the dew fresh from the lawn

And boil their kettle, bronze their toast 

Then go on Instagram to boast.

Ok, they have invented Monday 


Your neighbour is an abyss yawning

And punctual, mourns their every morning

And calls out songs to greet the birds

And some days they may give you words

Whether in notes or speeches


Your neighbour lobbies in your dreams

Your neighbour's fraying at the seams

Your neighbour puts on uniform

And wakes you up with their alarm

And wakes you with their heavy face

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