The trees don’t know any different
and the animals are all coming into town
Lions and tigers and bears – oh my!
Or goats and deer at least,
and not here –
the LS4 postcode probably
doesn’t hold much appeal
to escaped farm animals
and wild game

Let’s be realistic
This isn’t a film
It just feels a bit like one
but without the action.

The mundane is everything.
I take a strange comfort in hearing
that Wilkos is still open

Here in the city of LSD and two Es

It’s eerily quiet

The neighbour’s cat is wondering
where we all have gone

And me, I’m wondering
If anybody will water the plants
in the windows of the closed bars
Between the shutters
and the glass