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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
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Wednesday 3rd January 2018 12:41 pm
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