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Thursday, January 10, 2019

excuse me my crumbs are damp


The streets are
The signs are
The pavement is

The crowds walk through it
The sky replenishes it
The buses wheel over it

The spaces green grand and grungy are
The mizzle makes it more
The kaleidoscopic greys across the sky and the sea
Reflect it
The houses outside and sometimes in are
The hanging baskets bloomin' well are
The towns of rich and poor are
The time telling us to drink more beer is
The chips showered in vinegar are

Damp in the walls

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