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John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
Jun 2023
Lazarus
Jeez
I'm tired,
feels like my brain's fried
and I'm wired into the chair,
sleep's not what it used to be.
A small voice inside me squeaks,
it's Thursday, hurray,
and that voice can **** right off,
it's early and I'm cranky.
Now
Friday's a different kettle of fish
but it's not here yet
so I'd better get used to this.
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw
69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)
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