Chainsmoking cheroots
Looking down the gunbarrel
Maybe she wrote me that letter
I will never know
& if I did what difference
Would it make these days?
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I will never know about
That either I suppose
so imponderables go
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Image you crouched over
See you fret hard over every
word until beaten brow snaps
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furrow yields up fears
beads come tumbling down
petrify snap splinter speck
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pulver turn to dust
much as chimney sweeps
or this dry pressed iris
saw life turn on a sixpence
that’s capitalism for you—
a bar for every drunk
a church for every bishop
a place for everything &
everything in its place
all turning on a sixpence
Frog spawned & cuckoo
spat out dyspeptic gobwash
pink dogged rose over hangs
verdant biscuit lawn
Bomb full of bull corruption
Writs flee shrunken ships
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Generall straine
Anguished wayes & windings
Honeysweet oyle smoothe poyson
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Beghards & Beguines
Heretickes & libertinoes
Encrypt curse words upside down
Underside worn felt lapels
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Pantheistic eucharist
munch one get three free
down the Pig & Whistle
all we’re saying is
give war a chance again
fefore it’s too late
lapped
slapped
entrapped
flapped
sapped
zapped
apt
Stars & stripes striate
my eyes
come to rest
on this
moribund fieldmouse
by the dog’s luminous red plastic food bowl
sun blinds me as I make my deft approach
One point four billion miles
From the planet jupiter
Nearly six hours after midnight
Blue skies shining on seas
fleeing genomes off to work
With a sound packed lunch
Forked the lawn today
Half-hearted fat man in straw hat
Alas poor Yorick
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Always take the stairs upstairs
Even in stilettos
North face of the Eiger down
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Ten twenty thirty
Forty fifty…soon adds up
Awesome hill of beans
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Ten thousand spoonfuls
Fifty-seven varieties
Molehills breed mountains
drain nap after lunch
blackfly gunge
twig flotilla
pale stale puddles
after the deluge
the lawn is brown
bread just add water
hay oozes liquor
two minutes silence
to think one hundred years back
when the flowers went somewhere
plenty more where that
bunch came from these days
gift wrapped twenty-four seven
despatched instantly
straight to your doorstep
all thanks to Interwarfare
Tai chi on roho slow as coot stoned as an unfaithful tory wife
Trying to lighten up before Henley Regatta
Elsewise you won’t get the most out of your summer frock
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Tai chi on roho face down on keyboard hazardous standard lamp
Trying not to ring the buzzer with the hoop
Was it called ‘Buzzo’ or Milgram?
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Tai chi on roho Djokovic stretches as a hobby between engagements
Trying to hang loose in an aircraft shelter
In Sarajevo
Just a little boy clutching
tight on to a shaking leaf
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Grimbeau 