You won’t remember any of this.
The day tectonic plates shifted
into a new time zone.
The day my hair grew from a different scalp.
The day the universe
could fit inside a yellow blanket.
The day I understood trees.
The day I counted ribs.
The day I slipped into the future.
The day I threw my t-shirt into the toilet
instead of the wash basket
because my eyes were as clear
as dustbin lids.

© Carl Burkitt 2020