Wore a vest.
Winked at a 16-inch free standing fan.
Had three showers.
Changed my boxer shorts four times.
Swore at a nail in a floorboard.
Stuck a finger up at the sky.
Stared at a set of lungs.
Looked for answers in the white dots
on a nose that hasn’t decided whose it is yet.
Imagined the smile your children would’ve had
and wondered if you ever saw a heatwave.

© Carl Burkitt 2020