bits of this poem

~

bits of this poem ( some brief list-truths )




bits of this poem

have been scribble-scrawled before


~


skiving in a cable car

during the war,


hiding from a poltergeist

halfway up mam tor,


dreaming in an airing cupboard

breathing through a straw

_


it never goes anywhere

...










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