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As words
fall from open mouths
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I am dying
not to live through the death
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Pheasants of forgotten fields
chase rabbits through fresh snow
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She would often cry her tears
of insecurity.
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During daytime
I hide behind windows
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I helped create the clouds
but I feel so sentimental-
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Into the wooden room
inhaling the nineteen seventies as I strode along the green nylon carpets
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Jack of hearts stands
in the high street shop window
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She spends
her summer holidays
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I join the dots
with smoking fingers
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I impersonate peacocks
but preen in a puddle.
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Tentative-
I remove the towel
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As the fish man's van
beeped on the street where I live
by Floorboards
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I watch this ginger ball of confusion
throwing shadows to the sun
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Peering out from a broken window
the moon charred skies suck smoke from his cigarette
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Casting lines
to capture sun
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Smoking my usual teatime cigarette
I watched as
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I thought it time to discard my carton of cigarettes
and purchase some rolling tobacco.
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In the guts of a wooded stream
he swims in the maelstrom of metaphysics
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Wildebeest-
in search of food and water
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After several sullen days
of dank depression
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Bleach
(unless his dad had just been in)
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Town clock
10 almighty bells
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WHAM! that, was for all your incessant sneezing
when the football highlights are on.
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As a wind of uncertainty
creates whispers on the water
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