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John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
Nov 2020
Ground control
This isn't the astral plane,
we are not flying.
crying to mum
but I know she can't come
dad, the same,
astral plane.
wondering on again
wandering off again,
someone's babysitting
the neurotransmitters
I can feel the rattles.
Constant at 32/32
and
terminal they tell me.
I think they want rid of me,
there's no appreciation
no friendly society
only a mind
that feeds on anxiety.
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw
68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)
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