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May 2019
He's scratching his head
I always am
she's with a young child
the child is calling her Gran'

What fun it can be on
the Jubilee.

I get to see in the early morn
a Wednesday as its being born,
squealing and squawking
it's quieter walking,
but
I catch the tube
religiously
and mostly on
the Jubilee.

And what have we here?
a girl drinking beer and it's
not yet half past five.

It takes all sorts,

Now
there's a woman sat on the floor
( should be more seats )
it could be a protest or
she might just be drunk.

Nobody notices
they're all trapped
by devices
logged into some
internet weaver,

I think we're weaving a shroud
for what's not allowed
we'll be wrapped in it
anyway.

Wednesday
Dontya just want it to go away
I know I do.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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