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John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
Sep 2023
Dear Oscar
My wits are being sharpened by the knives in my back
everything I see is in black and white
there is room to manoeuvre
but the groom's getting nervous
I hand him two ******
he thanked me for my service
Look at the time
but by the time I had looked
it had changed
it's no different
it's just the way it appears.
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw
69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)
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