CURFEW 42

DAY 42 – Sept 13

front door key still in the lock at 2pm no one comes in no one goes out again we dag around we laze about our self-appointed tasks and no one asks us if we’ll get them done on time absence of deadline redefines the schedule makes you pine for pressure in the pipeline who’da thunk it too much leisure would be more the pits than pleasure. See also poems read out loud at https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9uLwxslE_VQ-fu-Dw6gdIA/playlists

My book of poems, A Day At A Time In Rhyme (Littlefox Press) can be found here: https://www.amazon.com.au/Day-At-Time-Rhyme/dp/0648083861/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=A+Day+At+A+Time+In+Rhyme+Jane+Clifton&qid=1572053238&sr=8-1

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