Things I know about this house
the darkness of a cupboard
when it’s closed
the feel of the Welsh blanket
that covers the bed
the way the ornaments
just sit around
various types of floor
under various types of carpet
the hinges on the door
ice cold earthenware tiles
in the hallway
the creeper cut back
from around the upstairs
bathroom toilet windows
afternoon spent carving out the
rot from those selfsame windows
who cleans the toilet bowl
there’s a bristly brush on a
long bamboo pole in
the toilet in the hall
it’s for cleaning cobwebs
from the corners of a room
but rarely used
there’s probably nothing in this house
I don’t know about
Mummy’s drawer
Daddy’s drawer
the cupboards in their bedroom