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Sep 2023
So many rushing into the next overload
someone call a code-blue
and
that's what I'd do,

I never rush anymore
if it's a walk I want then
it's a leisurely stroll down
by the shore

imagine that attack when your heart wants to take a nap and your body is caught out of sync
I don't think I will
don't think I'll rush.
won't think at all
but
then what would I do?

I'd
forget everything and rush about like a blue-arsed fly
hitting the ground and wondering why
someone is calling code-blue.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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