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the writhing process ( a poem for monday )

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there's gravy trains & paper planes

& flows that go against the grain

there's hidden truths & massive lies

there's monkey minds & reptile brains


there's sparks of hark & drizzle plods

& gifts from gods - despite the odds

there's mumbled dreams & inner seams

perchance to cream - you jammy sod


there's heaps of sheet & this 'n' that

& sundries too plus bric-à-brac

there's inky squints & smudgy ghosts

there's detour roads & sticky facts


there's peaky troughs & muddled bursts

& gifts within each jumbled curse

there's wriggled squirms & squidgy ink

until swans sing - there's bastard verse

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