Bank Holiday

The curtain moves as if asleep
those slight adjustments

but set by breeze
which is laced with the heat

promised today
over the news

Roads will melt
old men will fade

skin will burn
to such rude reds

This is the latest I have lain
after another night

of the new normal
of wakings and stiffness

in the places of which
Leonard complained

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