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hermit verses ( sesrev timreh )
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scribble in the breeze
spin the green of in between
squawk the chalk of cheese
clatter on a track
as the village cabbage man
walk the forth of back
normalzzz is a wall
institutions block the view
serving bugger all
but the weasel kin
float beyond the irksome scroats
stroke a phantom chin
beam beneath the moon
catch a bat & flap a nap
bee the gleeful loon
here’s the near of far
feathers fall & heavens call
silent like a star
shining nonetheless
prosody’s a lottery
every step’s a guess
none atop a throne
sing within the kingdom of
wander on alone
…
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