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April 2024 Collage Poem: All Too Much
Too many holidays. Let's go to
Blackpool instead
A citadel, a red crescent, a wing
When oh when - tell me the fighting ends soon
Words weaving pictures
Wonderful windows on the world
Drink the water Ride the 192
Round we go again, with these selections
Florid foreskins, tea-stained, tobacco
stained perhaps?
As the knife slides into diva flesh
Prin...
Saturday 13th April 2024 2:32 pm
April 2022 Collage Poem: Deep Sea Darkness
Trailing long shadows ache and dissolve,
I just want to live in the womb warm flames of flesh
Nineteen year old poet in the waiting room
Trains turn up, like ideas, with no sense of
Past, present or future
Hidden deep in the ocean bottom, to
Wait for another time, a better world.
The love train arrived as he gazed
At her tight behind
A massive attack of d...
Friday 15th April 2022 11:04 am
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