A Write Old Song and Dance
The dyslexic poet dances on.
Saturday, 21 May 2016
Manic Steampunk Blackbirds
The blackbirds flew
at the ivy-covered wall,
Kamikaze,
calls, more
screams than musical.
Floating in a book, I
looked up to see them ex-
plode into a nest of road-
map
lines and leaves.
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