I know I should be more at ease, in the middle
distance there’s a primordial ‘duh-ness’ which
suggested to me Boss-Lady is watching Real
McCoy hill-billy Westerns on TV - ok might’ve
been it’s music setting which did th’ deed in a
scene-setting blasé-ness, hiding an accented
‘rank o’ murderous midsomerish extravaganza’
in mid-country British blandness - well I never
But there y’ are - and even after a midday nap
which usually renders some benefits in sanity,
I’m intrigued how I miss-read the map - today
we’d been iHear-checked, with hearing-aides
cleaned, - tho naturally after a wee bit of shut-
eye I wasn’t wearing ‘em. So that’ll explain …
© 24 July 2017, I. D. Carswell
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