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July Collage Poem: Promised and Forlorn

A deepening metal slashes dust

Sentenced to death youth’s dream that may one day

seize the day

 

A clamped unicycle soaked with

the rain of callous words.

 

Crushed by hobnail boots

Bags packed inside my head

going round the wall of death

 

Love as Morse Code; living in different postcodes

 

The rain of callous words

and anguished flowers fading

in the ...

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JulyStockport WoLJuly 2023 Collage PoemPromised and Forlorn

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