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Apr 2016
A snake
chequered flag black
curled and crawled
down her
long slender back.

The tattoo parlour and
the artist therein
had captured precisely
its movement
in each little *****
of the ink coated pin.

Spinning wheel red
my eyes being fed
to a python.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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