Like Phil

LIKE PHIL (E A D G B E)

Like Phil, I took my shirt off in the backyard. I brushed my teeth in the morning sun.

I stood on the grass and watched roots grow from my toes and sink into the earth. We were happy there.

Later at the pub I was glad to have someone to talk to. They shook my hand in the gaps of our conversation. Each time a little sweatier.

 

At home I took my shirt off in the bedroom. It smelled like beer and durries and handshakes.

I didn’t shower but I should have. I turned my phone off and I slept in.

And when I woke up I had deja vu. I brushed my teeth in the backyard and waited for something, something, something to happen.

 

I brushed my teeth in the backyard and waited for something to happen.

I brushed my teeth in the backyard and waited for something to happen.

I brushed my teeth in the backyard and waited for something to happen.

I brushed my teeth in the backyard and waited for something to happen.