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ghost lit passages
suddenly a human form
displaying phantom hands & heads
lo, the nature of
shapeshifters & uncarved blocks
let’s begin with misty limbs
sooner than a once
bonces unravelling
illusory balls
of baling twine – not string
– hark, the herald hedgerows sing

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…
shivering silver
christingle toes upon
mistletoe althoughs
take the epiphany
strange time travel
unravelling rhymes
in the reason beyond
a load of old baubles
the normalz in retreat
as their fake cheer fades
like the ghost of a swan
…

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henry the bloody eighth
will soon be henrietta

never underestimate
alt-historians

they’re proper gobby
like the climate changelings

in hi-vis orange
lost without a rhyme

as now is the sound
of the chatter on twatter

& dead sheeran lives
in this golden age of beige

but king charles is not my
elvis ruddy presley

& no flesh android voted
for sausage starmer’s rent boys

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