The day is a catalogue

thrice removed      you 

                                     place a mauve cushion 

                                                                        onto a turquoise armchair onto a blank page 

positioning it 

             as you would a tomato onto dry skin 

                a directory a velvet yellow lamp a wispy stool 

a napkin holder shaped like a

                                                                                  megastore ginger rose 

you peel off the sticky pages                                                              the flap and flounder 

sludged                  feeling shy as a listicle you uncurl 

the lettuce edges the fittings of each room

                         the portable garden furniture 


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