Sleeping feet twitch
and process running
across pebbled beaches,
navigating gravel carparks,
greasy chip shop tiles,
that curb by the furniture place,
that slope by the train station.
They wobble and wonder
if it is them that are wonky.

© Carl Burkitt 2022

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