splash my summer screen...
...find my reflecting glares
find library books
not even a leaf moves
not a rustle
I walk to the letter box the brunette is gone
find my mexican fruitpicking hat
wear it around the house
throw old clothes on the floor
and wait
decide its time to sleep
too early to return the wellington books
and do the evans bay rounds
just repossess my water
think of the twins
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