A bottle of God awful bubble blue Chardonnay to set these rather rapturous rounds of applause right back together all over again
When ‘The Coop’ tied a ribbon right round it, pressed his flailing ears upwards one last time – allowing for these banner-striped Catalonian pavements to prise their very own kinds of people right in
A din with seriously serendipitous words, stripped then fastidiously filed right back to life again
His supposed ‘wife’ sits and serenely watches this intriguingly momentary mind work its frustrating magic
An immaculate tragedy if it never gets to breathe all of its own wayward accord
These words seem to be so fiercely driven altogether-swords – relics perhaps
Incredibly
Out
Of
Touch
With
Reality
To set the synapse on its jovial boat of utter disguise
This poet’s eyes will never dry themselves right the whole way out ever again – when each other single-handed person gets to be oh so alarmingly precious to him
Go on
Step
On
Into
His
Soul
Serene
A nightmare disguised by utter brilliance

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