Poetry

all clued out

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the pebble in your left
orthopaedic shoe
& rain last tuesday

a certain afterglow
in the sunset’s curtains
when we both squint

plus the cataracts
in the glass eyes
of the blind mortician

or the sparrows nesting
in the west wing
of the matron’s beard

the gnomes in the garden
that wink when we blink
perfectly in sync

like the lipstick smeared
on the vestigal nipple
of the bishop’s catamite

are all redder
than a blushing herring
square one beckons us back

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index left

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unscattered ashes
catch the last drift home
bones unbroken

all’s unaching
nor a restless tingle
when breakfast calls

take another gulp
swallow like a summer
while the tealights dance

dunce in the mist
nouns becoming verbs
shine like the plough

pow & kerblam
power nap slang man
index left

cleft fist this
voles, vowels & barn owls
scanning your barcode

say cheese & sneeze
odin sesame
dawn chorus horus

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venus in corduroy

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rewriting fire
fly like plasma balls
~
up before the farmers
farther than we think
~
further with each murmur
murky is the key
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then with an itchy knee
in between storms
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headless once more
like pompey on the shore
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pour more coffee
& sneeze three times
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tables & swivel chairs
where is the pen?
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hanging over damocles
somewhere there’s
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airing cupboard doors
ghost white transit vans
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closer than before
iron thy underpants
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anthill billies
dance in bright futures
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goats are the g.o.a.t
music is your glue gun

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