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August 2025 Collage Poem: A Cut Above
Over supermarket lager, pie-eyed
in badly-stained underwear
The sunflower is an explorer throwing
caution to the wind
chasing the raging fiery ball
THE TIMETABLE GLISTENS WITH CONDENSATION
Playing nude bingo at
the Police Station with Nigel
Where do all these words come from?
While watching the sunflowers grow
I got on the train with a ghost
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Friday 15th August 2025 9:45 am
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