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fossil hunting on the high peak trail

feed me the greenest

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feed me the greenest  (  a  p o e t r y  )

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feed me the greenest

moss from the woodland


swish on the silver

wish of a fish


bob with the reddened

crest of a robin


down on the sodden

brown of the mud


speak of the whitest

lie of the landfill


rhyming with orange

squinting y' tongue


laugh at the blackest

hole in a bucket


scatter & fuck it

- into the blue

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December 28, 2018resarfpoetry fossil hunting on the high peak trail Leave a comment
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