Poems in 140 characters or less...
....
for the sake of thirty pounds
they stand her on a chair
and when the poor cow wets herself
they make her touch her toes
...
do I want to go back
to the 70's or 80's
do I vote
for climbing trees
or bunking school
save me
from the tinnitus
of dog whistles
...
only when the sky is blue
does the river run that colour too
....
peace:)
The Blue Book
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