I've been scribbling again...
Poems in 140 characters or less...
.....
slipped gated ginnel
beloved of friday fumblers
dead drunks incontinent dogs
discarded monday fags
.....
In the art gallery I was five again
all those willies and bums
and no firm hand to stop me laughing
.......
until two months ago
she walked
left breast forward
now in perfect balance
she weeps
at the enforced
surgical evenness
.....
coriander sunday searching
for
action figures
trading cards
small white flowers
.....
When Jimmy Hendrix
came to Ilkley
I was one
of the 400,000
egg cells
in my mother
so I can say
with confidence
I was there
.....
peace:)
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