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still gutted about barry chuckle … what a bleepin’ legend …

four fears

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four fears  (  a  l i t t l e  l i s t  )

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the lollipop lady

that eats jelly babies


the games that we splay

in the loon of a spoon


the fridge magnet mobster

that twigs thunder futon


( & )


the crack       in the gap

between morning

& noon

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September 6, 2018resarfpoetry still gutted about barry chuckle ... what a bleepin' legend ... Leave a comment
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