There is a black and white cow
standing in the middle of a field
of grass and too many buttercups
to count. The sky looks like an advert
for the sky: a block of baby blue
and plump white clouds.
A red car is driving past,
the inside of the roof is grey.
There is a dark green sock,
roughly three inches long, lying across
the forehead of a dog with the words
‘hand’, ‘foot’ and ‘music’
written on three of its paws.
My skin is miserable and I don’t know why.

© Carl Burkitt 2021