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3d
Monday and it's a free day
but like all free days
it comes with a price.

Gotta do the laundry
I have watched it piling up
and it haunts me,

a slow cooker,
no
not me, but
something I'll put the dinner in
to eat at half past three.

Shopping is like an ocean
that is lapping at the door,
wading into town with bags in hand
buying more and more.

already flippin' knackered and
not yet out of bed.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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     Druzzayne Rika
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