We are thinking of buying a couch,
a sofa,
a lounge suite.
It is big and blue,
and it has a long sticky out bit
where we can stretch out our legs side by side.
Four years ago we moved into a little place of our own,
It smelt of damp and of the earth
One of the floorboards had rotted through, letting the cold and the insects in.
We didn't have chairs or couches
we had cardboard boxes,
that had carried my things
and your things
into our space,
that you cut so carefully
and we lined lovingly with blankets.
And they were our seats,
we were so proud of them.
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