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the things we see ( ees ew gniht eht )
…
clutter in the clouds
& a thousand frowning faces
badgers on the run
from a wanker with a gun
evening’s sinking songs
& a silent poltergeist
bluish shooting stars
& the speckled red of mars
spawning yawns of dawn
of a watercolour morning
finches still unflinching
like a stare-off with a mirror
pairs of great white egrets
in the doldrums of december
puddles within potholes
& a plot hole in a novel
the normies in their normalzzz world
the n.p.c’s / meat
little village busy-zees
watch the flesh-bots scurry
time as tealights flickered
with the whispers in the mist
shadows in the dark
& a golden host of snarks
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