know Orion’s Belt needs doing up. The Great Bear paces behind bars of broadband lines, tie their laces in a shoesky. Straighten tie of windows open to summer fever perfume. Pull up unholed socks and pick up your feet when you walk constellations. Don’t slouch, as it looks like you don’t want to be here amongst brassy hair, tongues and late mam’s resonant words.

via Daily Prompt: Ordinary