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on time
Sunday afternoonRod Stewart murdering Bob’s’Mama, you’ve been on my mind’my slow Guinness coolas a mountain streamjust like the advert for menthol cigarettes saiddays expanding, crocuses sproutheadlights splash through puddlesand yes, you’re on minebut I’ve already forgotten whenin April your birthday is ~ Read more
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on unsettling weather
ripple, swelling, wavecrashing in from the West Countryclose shutters, draw blindsit will blow throughI’ll do the necessary repairsthings will return to near normalyou won’t see the damageeverything should look okayalmost as good as new ~ CLP 18/02/2022 Read more
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on laughter
we forget ourselvesour precious concernsdelicate dispositionswe let go thencaught ourselves having funwondered if we could reallyfall trusting the otherto fall too ~ CLP 17/02/2022 Read more
Journey of Words 