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Test Firing
This piece dates from a time when, to put it mildly, I was adrift on a stormy ocean.
Test Firing
I woke from a dream of Huntsmen
cracking with the sound of crashing trees
and found
old men
grinning
as they sledge-hammered
the walls of my room.
They said it was to certify
my apostacy
but when they left
the walls still stood,
dividing my loss
from ...
Wednesday 3rd January 2018 12:41 pm
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