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lo-fi in hi-fi
an astronaut in asda
dry robes in the midlands
pikes on bikes & scooters
bluebirds of inner-earth
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lo-fi in hi-fi
an astronaut in asda
dry robes in the midlands
pikes on bikes & scooters
bluebirds of inner-earth
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unmatching socks
a hermitage indoors
up before the early birds
unjibby-jabbed
wobbles with each step
safety in numberless
solo jaunts
coffee stained brain
scattergraph that
cheese & pickle cobwebs
best before last century
like everything else
library lover
but under no yoke
claudine fork that
thoughtforms spur
bursts of brighter dawns
& mizzle in the midlands
excalibur
is a poundland pen
when is then now
i am not a cow
hazier than daisy
let the bellends knell
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cobwebs for breakfast
trapped into a coroner
cue those dancing hedgehogs
& silent pyrotechnics
oh former covid wardens
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mixing on unfolded decks
lounger sounds & breaks
folk on me sofa
chaise longue epics
& rocking horse beats
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last seen on the moors
in a puddle of himself
watch your step walking
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kosh o’ clock
quarter past curtains
ten to let’s be ‘avin’ you
every ruddy mayday
s.o.s p.m
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last seen lost & wandering
without a cagoule
on a saint swithun’s eve
as the western then blew
grey clouds in some more
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unbroken toes
velcro on both elbows
so the odd is off
greener than grass
yesterday’s grey sky
is stuck in the pantry
try diagonal
reallign us right
less trodden footpaths
those beyond the crossroads
the phantom first of many
last quarter moons
afternoons & mud baths
fruit bats & musical
obtuse interludes
beckon like cornflakes
or a flaming moth
& other plasma pals
risen is the oak
the birch is still a burk
pour more coffee
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king size fifty five
quarter past hammock
ten to cabin
the flowering now
futon twenty two
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stagnant stags standing
statuesque the stillness
uncracked eggshells
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then when before
that-a-way’s odd socks
& hot chocolate sachets
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music is the muse
of your long lost uncle
let the hedgehogs fly
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super glue the curvature
unarrange the furniture
& lick a puddle’s ripples
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die each dream
the tangible’s a trickster
tangled in brambles
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the moon is out tune
all the chords sound cool now
owls agree with we
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us, the toffee suckers
under twilights treeline
badgering dawn
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