the high seas occasionally stand outside my window in sharp suits and sell rugs to old aged women looking for a fix.

they should know better
gah! they make a proper racket, them
the sail in my room falls down again
(watch out for the boom)
she has a cough in her throat which smokes.

E-as summat, im! summat’s definitely wrong. that one there – i wish E-stopped.

but the geese keep beeping at each other
the last one flew off somewhere
another one beeps at the box junction.