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May 2017
Do not disturb
your
future is keep off the grass.

This is a life with the cork in
sign languages win
and
the end is nigh.

are these the VIP's
who get
priority seating
preferential treatment?

what is meant by this anyway?

Perhaps
this is true and whatever we do
it comes back to
Perhaps.

I'm stuck
where there's muck
but can't find any brass
and they're fracking for gas,
my days are being filled by
the sound of the drills.

What's left?
Way out to the right?
it all disappears
beware of the night
it's a long time
dark.


The depot.

Do not disturb
your
future is keep off the grass.

This is a life with the cork in
sign languages win
and
the end is nigh.

are these the VIP's
who get
priority seating
preferential treatment?

what is meant by this anyway?

Perhaps
this is true and whatever we do
it comes back to
Perhaps.

I'm stuck
where there's muck
but can't find any brass
and they're fracking for gas,
my days are being filled by
the sound of the drills.

What's left?
Way out to the right?
it all disappears
beware of the night
it's a long time
dark.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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