1
Oxford spires list
uprooted my escape to
Port Meadow is locked
by security gargoyles
and a callow George Dubya
2
War is Lazarus
a cluster bomb second moon
maypoles around us
on featherbed clouds we plod
mantis jets accelerate
3
A woman shopper
falls in slow motion puking
puddles multiply
I Demosthenes my mouth
with her chlorine emeralds
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