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the whirl on the street ( teerts eht no lriwh eht )
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swan way
brains merge
slow school
left then
fork so
don’t drink
phone off
belt up
sieve way
barge in
park up
pull out
foot down
breeze off
lane snakes
check brakes
bus stop
car wash
ad breaks
sharp burn
cross bridge
wait train
freight flash
scratch breath
bend round
horn sound
scree red
glow green
that’s it
bleep right
speed kills
sleep tight
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I love this poem. It is very reminiscent to E. E. Cummings in my opinion. Excellent piece written with eloquence, honesty and beauty. So evocative.
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i don’t know that much of his work
but i think he was a proper poet
so thank you
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