I've been scribbling again...
Poems in 140 characters or less...
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there must be more
more than the choice at the election
no matter how fucked up I get
I never sink as low as the choice on offer
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These days I adopt the arsene wenger position
pile on the duvets
and hope to finish in the top four
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pass the valium
I can't stand it
from the depths of despair
to kissing the missus
god I love the #championship
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bradley johnson
let me be your beard
let me feel the power
of your feared
left foot
and if we get up
do please pass to a teammate
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I was bed this morning
and trying to straighten my left leg
my plan was to offer myself to alex neil
but I got a better offer from helix
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a small boy
at football
sitting on the terrace step
during dull games
he'd look up skirts
- that stitching on tights is scary
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dusty geraniums
bend towards the nylon net
majolica saucer
holds the water
to keep the roots wet
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grass
- more grey than green -
tufted through
guide-stones for paths
unbeaten
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peace:)
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