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Dec 2012
pushed clouds out,
pursed lips like
whistling in a shell,

reverbs into tumbler
held down
and spirals back.

Then, as it rises,
Advocaat crackles
thunder-yellow,

tickling the insides
into familiar
house-warm feeling.
Conor Letham
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Conor Letham  West Midlands, UK
(West Midlands, UK)   
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