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The last hoax call (from the last call centre worker)In 2020 we are the motors of the mechanics we drive / in the bed / of other work days / as the bees
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Mar 6, 2020
In havoc, in graceThe trees grunt around 2am / my bones shatter yours / among the lawns and miles of river / half-shot
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May 1, 2017
I knew a man who lost it once... or twicei sit my arse down / and feel the office nudging / a bored embrace inside an over-lit room / hell dr
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May 1, 2017
By the lightsAn arm touches my back / as i hassle through traffic / i turn / and we stand still in the avalanche
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May 1, 2017
The rules of the sunTorture would be worse if i kissed you / then came back as you / and we did not dance.
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Jan 3, 2016
I knew a man who worked hardThe waterfalls are maddening / although / only because i swim like a shark / & full inside the bones
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Jan 3, 2016
A city called poemOur mongrel hearts are born inside the sun / yet the pleasures of solitude are greater / i engulf te
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Jan 3, 2016
Zero HymnThe Thames rides high in the city's red wheel! / the indigenous birds of one country are moored no l
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Oct 20, 2014
Whilst an armPublishers love jello / cool, gleaming, white hot jello / one morning i imagined that i was / writin
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Oct 20, 2014
Easyand we just / floor the peddle / my love- / ( / sun falling. / into lap / all the featherless, / bir
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Oct 20, 2014
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