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May 2018
Scratch,
and it's quid pro..
but we all know
that fleas do as they please.

Lucid and clued in and
yet I'm glued to the screen
which gives birth to the babies
and life to the scream

****
I really should pick up a book
to
remember what words look like when
they're written.

so I did,
Bill Bryson's
(Notes from a small island)

Somewhere out there an enquiring
mind
is asking questions

don't allow your mind to stagnate
take it off the leash before it's too late
and you end up
glued to the screen.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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