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November 2023 Collage Poem: Boneyard Blues
Locate the source of the timebomb girl
back in the boneyard of strange events
a cargo of coffins
the dead unmoored from their resting bays
In the bone yard of writers we laughed
as only poets can do, and then make notes.
An emotional time-bomb is the deadly thing
Shadows sharp and black Lovers who sing
with heartbeats sucking in the air
panting like old dogs
...Friday 10th November 2023 12:19 am
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