Thursday, August 08, 2024

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Composition 165.

" 'Please,' cried Frog, 'please go away!' But no one went away." --@FrogandToadbot

Across the Orwell estuary.

like the Gone-One Womb
in all things hides,
takes peeling by discerning gaze
train i wasn't on
brings back the poem
my shadows crease the megalith
windowless this room
antitank blocks
across the Orwell estuary

Imagine biking up Mystic Mountain.

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