In the street I found you
oblong pebble
Where did you hail from
an outcrop or some bizarre barrier reef
I let you chalk on
to all the lost and lonely
I love you like Jah
I cannot bare any flowers in my seed bed
I lay you in the mud
goodbye zinc and potassium
unpurifying the London Waters
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