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The Prophet of A and E- this is a poem in my new play
Lulled and startled-
Bleeding by the babbling brook of the caged telly
Lulled and startled-
Snapped bones jar at the swish of the double doors
That shroud the curses of fun loving nurses
Skin as raw and cold as corn beef
Some teath broken
From biting the apple
This man has been picked on
Battered
And buggered
All his life
You know
He’s been squashe...
Saturday 21st December 2013 1:09 am
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