Saturday 25 December 2021

Christmas poem


PopWash


The headache passed on the horizon of the supervisor’s message

Concerns that I may not be on the same position

Breathing hard, the body stood up

Wears bicycle leggings

A huge curve of saliva accumulated on the tongue

Legs with feet in socks and toes went into the shoes


Water flows down my back

After talking in the office and washing in the small kitchen dishwashing room

A gift followed:

- We want you in the team in the new year as well.

He said.


After the shift was over, I rolled on wheels

Turning the pedals to West London

I had something beautiful to hope for.


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20.43 h - 20.54 h

24/12/21

Friday

(Christmas Eve)

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