In one second of a life reflecting
From a moment that’s been left in a loft
I remember meeting an astronomer
While visiting the seascapes of Denmark
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Hazy whiffs of sun drops cross the trees
Casting spells with fostered candlelight
Beneath a dew of green, submersed and submarine
I held a girl whose lips were red as sight
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Midnight strikes: and the drawing din emits
an embryonic thunder, strolling momentarily
in the emaciated coppice in the bleached north end and flickers with the heartbeat of an earthquakes engine Lugging forwards freight cars and passenger carriages That arrive and embark in the blink of an auricle And I sit and listen with bedsores for jetlag
With only the haunting reframe of a memory
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Roll up your scratched bronze copper mints
and conceal them tight in pirate’s trunk
there'll be no more shuttling for any brass zinc
in the great white north where they’ve been furloughed
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Politics is the science of Hypocrisy
Manipulating diplomacy and megalomaniac sycophancy
Chasing after the breadcrumbs of power
Like pigeons amassing around pensioners
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Shop-chopping channels on reclining settees
My brain sliver catnaps; occupy a couch potatoes chore
Extremities languish to spellbinding phosphorescence
Retinas spoon-fed delectable junk food of hyperactive molds:
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This moral landscape of provincial philosophies
Provides no refuge for heterodox tendencies
So let us sanction group-thought to put in to reason
The axle hearsay of hive mind Recriminations
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Beached upon the distant third stone
Nestled slight half a parsec
Around the nuclear infernos
Of an irascible blooded star
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Last night I saw one parked on the speck of turf
On the edge of the lane and arrow-wood undergrowth
Its fat ears shot out, hoisted and dangling
Radar intuition like a pair of wizard cap ice-cream cones
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The cleaner's bill is staged for the idle hours spoiled
On your horticulture manicurist
Who sell you on the idea of installing a portable moat
As a means of ensuring you have positive Feng shui
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