Say it first

iIt’s only close when there’s paperback airport exclusives at a standard price
And bicycles come out of the garage with punctured tyres, and cracked tape round the handlebars
It only works with a white box beside it
Paste words on a page, let the curators describe it
It’s only close when the forecasters broadcast from rooftop gardens
It only clicks if you sing it so quietly it hurts
And it’s only summer if you say it first

It’s only near when the circle line is warm to the touch on the handrails and arm rests
And next door’s cat reclines in the sunshine as passers-by, tell her stories of
Broken hearts, forgotten love, a lost romance, and the summers when nothing went to plan
It only clicks if you sing it so quietly it hurts
And it’s only summer if you say it first

Under August skies, read my eyes like an open book

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