A Write Old Song and Dance

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Sunday, 17 September 2017

Just Because

Under spectral signs that answer
‘Cos’ I see cocooned
exclamations and dormant questions
in fetal positions
the punctuated lives
of rough sleepers
in the crevices
of sleepwalking cities.
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