Sunday 3 October 2010

My Gaff

The Landlord
twisted his key
in the lock
and pushed the door
open.

I moved forwards,
but he stopped me with a hand.

Listen,
he smiled,
and pressed the bell.
There was the sound of a canary
being electrocuted
within.

Very early
in our relationship,
I realised
my Landlord
was a wanker.

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