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March 2022 Collage Poem: The Lost Prophet
Strange handshake, borrower
Plugs into deep sea darkness
John the Baptist turns
On the aluminium kitchen taps
The River Jordan has turned radioactive
Vultures in the gym flex and strain
Through cluttered concrete layers
Vultures pounding dents from floor removed
No electricity in the gym
Nigel talking about milkshakes
The monsters under the bed
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Friday 11th March 2022 12:08 pm
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