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of course the nights draw in
but the lights get brighter
as joggers with headlamps
huffing like tupped ewes
startle us blind

leaves on the lawn
form a sort of jigsaw
on ungreening grass
still one oak leaf short
of a puzzled face emoji

while the ghosts are ghosting
& fireworks shell
offensive like the somme
& muppets sweep backyards
in uneven piles

change & effing cliché
are the only constants
count the clouds & see
one, two, triple three
– summer does not compute

so a khaos protocol
anorak not jacket
wellys not training
tweaking when the squirrel folk
gather them acorns

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