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on freedom
our choices lie before usour fate determined by those availablea woman scrabbles in the streetpanicking to retrieve cardsthey are blown along the paving in the rainsome spin into a gutterno one helps herwhy would you pick up a wind thrown tarot card lying at your feet?what might it portend?passers-by choose to step carefullynot one wants →
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About One in Two Hundred Thousands
Late evening, I walk past the guildhallpride of place epitomised in stoneVictoria’s solid figure set glum-facedstares unseeing across the city squareDid imperial majesty not make you happy, ma’am?Ahead a space, where a big block stoodreduced to its foundations with civic carefloor-by-floor removed kitchens, bathrooms, loungesdown-to-earth homes now groundedThis rebuilt city shifts againfrom its 1940s shattered →
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Truth, it’s out there
I I want I want you I want you to I want you to be I want you to be happy ~ CLP 20/01/2021 →
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The New Lollards
Believing science a belief Disdainful of vaccinations They place trust in horoscopes Believe homeopathy a medicine Ask the Universe for gifts Think cancer can be cured By a change of diet And are happy to accept Anecdotes as truth Ignorant, as they are, of statistics While doctors of ologies Offering little but snake-oil Milk them →
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On Endings (xiv)
Call local priest in To bless with extreme unction Last chance to sign up . CLP 24/06/2020 →