Rachel Flint Poems

I've just heard
the best piece
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Whether fought with swords,
Cannons or tanks
War still has no winners
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I asked him what,
New York was like.
He said it was crazy.
He said Manhattan,
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three words
need no thinking about
three words
trip off the tongue
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A pound buys me,
Twenty minutes,
On the old
Pay phone.
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Every creek of the house
Every gurgling drain
Every leaking tap
Drives you insane
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in the shady corners
of my mind
the seed of an idea
is planted
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He’s worshipped at Wembley stadium
M.e.n and N.i.a
Disciples come
In baggy black t-shirts
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I handed my words to him
the words i had concentrated
so hard on
my precious things
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Living in a house
where people watch
your every move
Going to live
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