an open letter to a time not so long ago …

dear last tuesday afternoon,

thanks for not raining down

frogs or toads

thanks for the lemon curd sandwich

lunch was a triumph

in itself

thanks for not giving me aids

i can still hear quite well

in me better left ear

thanks for the stickiest – sweetest

of traffic jams

& conserves

thanks for the sunshine

& ice cream

& for tying my shoelaces tight

thanks for not shatting your load

& for helping all those hedgehogs

safe across the road

thanks for the pareidolic filth

we all clearly saw

in your obscene clouds

thanks for the kingfisher

i saw swishing by

at three thirty three

– pee effing emm

& thanks for not nuking us all

or striking me three times

with lightning

( nice one )