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dazmb May 2015
daring me on
with whiskey and cigar
to the pack camaraderie
of manhood
dazmb May 2015
****** of Southwark,
lay down your Book of Hours
and rise, uprooted,
like trees!
dazmb May 2015
there is no revelation
held-breath or
open sky here
just a street corner
bearing witness
and daring me
to believe
dazmb May 2015
there is a dead fox
on the side of the road
daring me to touch it
not that it thinks I'm brave
just alert to the scent
of the infinite
dazmb May 2015
ach, leave the city to grown-ups
give me the fields that rush up and fly
into the scuffs and ****** noses
of piley-on and bulldogs
dazmb May 2015
snow is falling
silently waiting
for the scrunch of a story
then watching indifferently
as a fox disappears
down an alley
dazmb May 2015
lunching on kimchi
spilt it on poetry
doubt that
simic is happy
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