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July 2024 Collage Poem: Walk the Walk
Boiled ham skies for a man in a
demob suit reflected in glass
Heart founded in tragic stories, a river
of endless tears
Arriving at Bradford Interchange the
Martian General remembered he had
not bought toilet supplies
Walk the walk right at the door
I am travelling the wrong way
on the escalator
ascending to the dark side of the moon
IS THAT OUR...
Saturday 13th July 2024 8:41 am
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