As they walk though the door,
the room filled with the sent of lavender with a hit of vanilla
it starts to make them hungry for more.
One step in with lots of thoughts
it’s like they’re in little pots spilling into the nervous system.
They drop the bag slowly onto the wet squelching mat
all you can hear when it drops is all the things rattling around like the old sweaty PE kit
a grey puffy jacket that they despise
a pink water bottle that has no more to spare
an old Tesco bag?! nobody know what,
even if you’re last, you’re not least but you are my old sketch book you really are.
Lazy counter number1, all it holds is a microwave and stuff for ivy cottage,
lazy counter number 3 we skip, 2 because it is that boring.
Cool counter number4 its holds all my prized possessions like snacks and noodles, number5 holds the people I love.
By Evie
