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You found the ideal spot
to unfold your trusty picnic blanket
and we took it in turns to lay it all out:

the miniature meat-free scotch eggs,
the salsa, guacamole and sour cream dips,
a popped tube of salt and vinegar Pringles,

half priced bottles of ready Prosecco,
a set of softening shoulder blades,
two bruised bananas and forgotten grapes,

dust and fluff from the out-turned pockets
in the corners of our memories,
a rainbow of sliced raw peppers,

the sound of an opening chest,
a future only one of us will
be brave enough to suggest.