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John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
Apr 2016
Drilling in Durban
It's about anatomy.
You might think,
An atom, me?
But that's not what I said.
Astronomy is nothing to do with food
nor gastronomy
stars.
We have. sat together in too many taverns and isms to get tangled up in the anatomical caves and the caverns within 'em.
At sixteen I was rampant and now I'm almost dormant.
A Zimmer frame by any other name
is as heaven knows not only not a rose it's not a babe magnet either.
I am driven by demons that hole up inside me, the joke that they see is me, but there are saints sent to guide me
while the Vatican city sleeps.
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw
68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)
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