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The Dig
The Dig
Thousands of years later
They found the sacred site
And used their soft sable brushes
To clear the earth from their finds
Here was what looked like a drinking vessel
Owned by a Covid-19 man called Persil
And look part of a plate with the lettering McDon
So possibly owned by someone from the Northern Zone
Inflation devices with logos of Asda and Lidl
Ancie...
Sunday 28th June 2020 6:17 pm
Flame
Flame
We set the world alight
With incendiary thoughts
That burned like sulphur
Cut with lithium
A million candles
That lit every corner
Of our flammable minds
And shone like supernovas
That was an age ago
When new ideas
Were like matches
Striking on sandpaper
When the faintest
Flintlock spark
Could flash against powder
And deliver shot
...
Sunday 16th February 2020 12:18 am
Before She Came (The Girl From Kansas)
Before She Came (The Girl From Kansas)
before she came
I stood here
for what seemed
like eons
with a blood red sun
setting behind me
my head full
of nothing more
than sawdust
straw
and dreams
a hole in my chest
where beetles
scuttled
happy
come rain or shine
my only fear
that crows might see
through me
be brav...
Saturday 22nd June 2013 2:02 pm
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