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John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
Mar 2017
Locked ward
..and so
I was swinging naked on
the chandelier
thinking you were here.
Lipstick stained
I drained her glass
and as if
to pass some time
I opened up a lighter bulb
and poured a pint of wine
a slighter case of
deja who
and I thought you
were
the window cleaner.
I seen her anyway
good enough for me.
Uncorked, the best way a brain can be.
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw
68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)
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