popping peas,
a pile of empty pods,
discarded,
lonely,
her only company
until he came home
and kissed her... hello...
He lit the gas
and chopped courgettes
her peas naked
in a bowl,
beside a pile of empty pods,
discarded, lonely.
They were each other's
only company,
eating pea soup
by the window.
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