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John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
Feb 2017
Webs
I can see more until the light bends photographs out of shape
and the landscape changes.
Sometimes I grow up and become an adult
but mostly I play with my train set,
I don't get the whole adult thing anyway
bills to pay
arguments and
hell to pay,
girls who want to play house
(for real)
I'm co-opted in to the stereopticon
picture palisades to fence with pirates.
but the light bends through me onto
the high sea
and the cannons roar defiance.
Somewhere where I think I could be
you see me
somewhere else.
shadows shift
the evening lifts another veil
and I set sail
again.
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John Edward Smallshaw
68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)
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