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She said so
said she
sure
she said
sure she said
so
said she
sure so
she said
Sure
Smokey, swift grey cloaked
Ghosts flit in ochre twilight
Garish Animal umbrella
Leads cagouled girl child
Safe home round the bend
Fireworks flash far off
On market town slopes
Sleet lights blind shadows
Afflict brief glimpses
Midday
& many
minutes
Winzersturm
a’cummin
shut
Up!
Patti Smith drops in –
Sad eyed world wary
Horses Leap
one ear cocked
Back in the day
when we all had hairdo’s
All was do it yourself.
Slipping slipshod rhymes.
The curator swept out the door
hovered on the wind
Skint obscurity!
Sold the toxic family
saliva to a spittoon.
Evil is the root of all bread
Refuse to perish on the vine.
Grimbeau 