Sleeping arrangements are fluid and depends on who gets the bed or basket or recliner
there will be
no television
when there isn’t enough
room
for both on the recliner so
pretending
to work at the computer is so boring and yet
comforting
it fakes
enough
that sleeping resumes and then television and a cup of tea is manageable
a constant supply of cheap food with pull
back lids set upon
a tea
towel on
a high level is tolerable
as loads
of laundry wind down to floor
mats and duvets and random
socks
yet still there are bins and baskets and bags and general loose ends that are set aside while swollen ankles ache and frozen shoulder seizes
dishes are reasonably clean and dirty
in a cycle of day to day existence in the middle of this shift in family, possessions, luggage, pets and dreams
while here
at the centre is a maternal management
worse for wear and exhausted by worry yet hopeful and proud
ignoring winter salt stains on the boots and the grit by the door for a little while longer until the sun warms and melts and the green shows through
perhaps revealing some
solutions