HER LEAST FAVOURITE HAIKU
'Go...go back a bit.'
Ooops! Falls arse over tit! Aggh!
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Your shadow leans
against the wall
as if it were contemplating you
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The day of her funeral
they came in their thousands
to bless her final rest
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I’m forever blowing bubbles
all over your nakedness
divinely supine upon a divan
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Here on a hot sticky
summer night
our newly naked bodies
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You are like all
the dark shops of my childhood
where you enter
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