The menagerie is fed, the one at Casa Kimberley too. The washing is out on the line and the lunchtime soup is simmering. As I move from ask to task I slowly register it; utter silence.




For now, they’re all played out
The menagerie is fed, the one at Casa Kimberley too. The washing is out on the line and the lunchtime soup is simmering. As I move from ask to task I slowly register it; utter silence.




For now, they’re all played out