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Salem lassPolymath hearts / the planets were occupied / so burnt that we traded

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Stories living with poemsWhy’d you get locked up then lad? / Oh. I’m locked up? / I know you. You won’t escape lad

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As We Danced In The DustWe lay down together. / Unable to move. / Our smell the same.

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Just two, threeI smoked. There was a good hand in the sky. It looked like a peach draped over tatty buildings. Hemisphere broken open at the end of a fist, and then at the end of an arrow shattering the pieces of night surrounding it, as the moon clouds shot, devouring it. / I flicked my cigarette down on the floor of the fly over instead of flicking it into the avalanche of cars below. Who knows what something as miniscule as a flying tab **** might make a person think. It would not be a fly. It would be a tab **** It would be something that distracted a driver on the motorway, which they traced back to my finger flicking it. / It would be rude and imprecise, a car loses control and then flips over for a second, then paints the carriageway with ten multiples of itself flying and screaming. The driver flys inside the car. And I continued to cross the fly over. Outside the bookies at 10pm there is a dog looking up at me, his head tilts like he is asking me something, as he starts to follow me, leash dragging.

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By the lightBones in the ashless fire / bright / from the growth of vitalic hands

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Blindness killed the fire-flyControlled subdermal cage / we all have our own fields of fire / the world changes elements of boron

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The Drinking PhotoNineteen twenty ways / to love the same photo, I / remember, it all.

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Lilacdeep. / milk. / fire.

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Be late, if it’s worth itStrange. The beginning of this city / is the same; / the personality

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Brighton's HeelsWhere the sea-gulls hang in the sea / and chatter always / Where the water is fresh enough

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