Swathed in moribund
the word 'futile' stinking on dry lips
make your little tapes
from the songs Uncle John plays
rewind and pause, record and play
your life in hospital car parks
checkout queues
Australian soap afternoons
the threat of fish fingers
the stunted bookshop
task of grass cutting
varnishing suburbia for peanuts
just one of many summers
that passed you by
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