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I've been scribbling again...

Poems in 140 characters or less...

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 it's unfair to name the bird
which sang this morning
 one doesn't ask buskers
 and one shouldn't have favourites
 but thank you

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 burnt nutty lace bubbled
you eat around
until resisting no more
you half the yolk
it falls like excitement
of a thrice checked raffle ticket

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 it is not the whip of the cane which stings
but the act of bending over the desk
to face those
         who should have been impressed

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 I was given whiskey the night my grandma died
to get me drunk and sleepy
so as not to see my mother cry

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 it's inconsiderate of jesus to die
in the middle of the school holidays
where am I to find the energy for church
after woods, swimming, picn....

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peace:)