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John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
Feb 2019
Non-stop night
You can feel your hands
when they're numb and
that sounds plum loco
which is something I know
a lot about.
People in Parkas and duffle coats, woolly hats and the man in the corner taking notes, it's all
a bit surreal
I still feel my hands even though it's chilly
and I'm wondering will he
ever stop writing?
He might in
a day or two
If the weather changes
and the skies turn blue.
Rehearsal?
that's what this could he
a try out for the 'City'
or it could be the real deal,
I can still feel
my hands.
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw
68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)
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