life as it unhappens

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a boarded up shop
on a dead high street
of a breezless afternoon
sometimes the moon
can be seen in daylight
still up from last night
but not this x
on a sheet of graph paper
doldrum roll, please
where did all the traffic flow?
we stand statesque
under dozy duvets
of motionless blue
unstung by wasps
or mutant g.m hornets
no lightning struck
while the iron was lukewarm
or song was sung of
life as it unhappens

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illegible & others too

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illegible, the message read
‘yer dinner’s in the potting shed’
impossible, the painter cried
to catch the scale of heaven’s wide

impeccable, the chicken clucked
a west wind blew, yer sister sucked
illusory, the curate claimed
& all the bots online were blamed

a hedgerow poet scribbled once
the abrahamic god’s nonce
& other gods live in this green
the middle east is not my scene

industrious, the playwright minced
the breakfast plates are washed & rinsed
intentional, the milkman knew
a flying pig would scale the blue

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unscrambled easter eggs

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the washing up
won’t do itself

a photograph
of long before

the second left
& carry on

do you recall
her maiden name?

& whisk until
the mixture burps

a robin on
a broken fence

it could be three
or forty six

a toothpaste stain
confused again

we needed salt
& lemon curd

so focus on
a waxing moon

the cobwebs on
the window sill

then let’s begin
before the end

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acrostic of don’ts

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d illydally on the way

or play with safety matches

atop a bale o’ hay

o pen the unlucky box

with mustard gas, electric shocks

or play leapfrog – with a triceratops

n otice the declining lines

as observation is the gimp

of faded since from former times

t ickle a great white shark

or mince through

any urban park – after dark

s norkel in the hepatitis c

or climb the wall covered

in h.i.v

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