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a load of old bollards & sumit new…

bouncing

Like a mad March hare bop

in Springtime proper 

or a young Barnes Wallis

on a buoyant space hopper

or a gazelle

on 'stuff-thing'

1st up

then downswing

- we're bouncing.

We're

boun   cing

...




December 14, 2015resarfpoetry a load of old bollards & sumit new... 1 Comment
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