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packing ( gnikcap )
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underpants & overcoats rubber chickens, pickled onions seven sigils, lemon sherberts camera, candles, pending poems pencil cases, pens & paper troubles in old kit rucksack garden gnomes & half a parsnip cloves of garlic, silver bullets ...
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catalytic dogwood ( doowgod citylatac )
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tin can canticles catalytic dogwood green leaf figaro flapjack farriers apple crumble thunder ad hoc cockerel crow licked lead pencil neck peppermint & picnics sea red river row peas pod podiums paradiddle panpipes sky high bungalow odd sock sorcery disappearing earwax bigwig little toe sun spun tungsten tongue static attic choruses unsung overflow ...
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sky fives ( sevif yks )
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over horizons
split like a flatfish
scatters of mackerel
oceans above us
redder than herrings
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warning the morning
tremble's a shepherd
horus's yawning
elder & younger
rumbles of thunder
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thor in his attic
crackles of static
smashing & passing
cracks in the walrus
circles of buzzards
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zeus on his broomstick
swoops with laputa
then in the welkin
belenus sinking
phosphorus winking
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hecates sneezes
cheese & breezes
sniff it & spin it
this is the limit
up in the yonder
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weasels ate my sleep ( again ) … ( insert backwards title here )
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goblins guzzle golf balls swans have sung to cygnus glum has gone to iceland bitches bubble broth intermittent backspin choruses of walrus hieroglyphic toad spawn telephonic quaff luminescent insects diabetic pupae poetry's a robot peaks are in me trough pissing streams of paper otter oscillator pens are friends of comas pencils nodding off ...
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inner-nutshells ( sllehs-renni )
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in a nutshell - squirrels gather grey's the daze but may is hazel winter's brittle, numbers crunching frothing gobs & speak in seasons salad blathers streams & rivers breezes sneezing, branches quiver stars & sparkles - reams of paper missing marbles, maids-a-milking hills & dingles, kitchens sinking bluster fingers, grip is slipping march is marching, spring is onions august calling, autumn falling all is almonds, monkeys munching green's a valley, finches singing in a nutshell - inner-nutshells t'other earths & other nutters ( soz ) ... ( author notes ) true truths - not thirteen's weasel shit wear black tracky-beez let them white togs hang like a babylonian rockery breathe in scapes & shapes of sleep & cleanse this double-murder village this is not a shopping list ( so ) never eat shredded wheat ...
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friday night idiots ( stoidi thgin yadirf )
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white togs hang from the belt of tight, black tracky beez ~ weasels see penises dancing in the breeze ( get thicker glasses ) ...
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for whom the bell ends … ( … sdne lleb eht mohw rof )
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blooming blue lunatics seeking silver light lullabies, succubi as the buggers bite myrmidons murmuring mercury & hark magic beans, majesty rabid badgers bark speckle then, pecking hens rubber chicken neck flutter cups, frozen beams floating - flippin' 'eck sea shanties, cheese pantries sweet selene & me crater-faced clatterings - campanology ...
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… ti no peels ( sleep on it … )
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clutter above the flow of a river bee with the roses crunch in the woodland under the thunder scatters of cushions raining & draining time is an onion leaves on the lining pan on his panpipes dog in a manger cat on a mattress bird over clover lemonade weather daze of cheese salad feathers & fleeces ...
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& janus yawns ( snway sunaj & )
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& janus yawns - begin again with spinning plates & figure eights a sort of door, a nu-refrain a blooming moon, a winter rose a glimmer of a tinsel tree a morning frost, a cockerel crows an even morn, the sky is red a mumbling of tumbleweed & man aliver - december's dead a stopping clock, a ticking list the underlings of over there the phantom hands of river mist a sliding scale, a slither's snail a scatter graph, a swivel chair a dog in fog, a twisting tale the ups & downs of roundabouts a parsnip in a silver birch & hark, a parp of brussel sprouts the air is pins, a drop of snow within the still - a village snores & there beneath the mistletoe the brambles scratch, the gloaming dawns a groan of bones & so we sing the song of swans - & janus yawns ...
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