They were always looking in different directions, different perspectives. They were always answering different questions, different opinions. They were always campaigning for different parties, Different viewpoints. In unity they cast into permanence the shape of their policies, moulding the days they bungled together, offered up, with indifference, to the cruel world. They expect not a…

Morning Haiku – 55

Green fringed with ginger Curling fingers around crumbs Of crumbling biscuits.