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( … ? … )

…

transcend us a post-cardigan

so speaks the p in ptarmigan

as mirrors gaze

bulldozers graze

& steady stands that barbican


your speckled land in mystery

where eels are all but slippery

where crows spin plates

then murmurate

- perhaps twitchcraft, black trickery ( ? )


a stick of rock would also do

some earth samples, an autocue

a tantalus

an acanthus

t'ra amor, adieu to you


oh plus a kiss-me-kwick-fit hat

some bits of brick & bric-à-brac

an anecdote

the antidote

& then i may just feed your cat


safe journey

( x )

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