The estate agent told us: never mind the floorboards
dark water floating upwards. A studio flat
the city sinking down below us.
The rent was cheap - we had no choice.
The water stopped above our knees. We slept
in hammocks to avoid the sea-born rats. After
ceiling-hugging dinner parties we'd all
play water polo. Careful not to catch
our toes on floating rusty nails.
[tag word: TOES @reallovelyjane]
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