In Sherwood Forest did Friar Tuck

Love a pork pie while

Chaucer's glib wanton spurned

Slum and gutter dwellers, and now tonsured

Brother Dominic, a noble pillar to his Order has been on

Pilgrimage to preach at Durham where the Hounds of the Lord the

Black Friars dwell at St Cuthbert's, and like his

Founding father

St Dominic, the Inquisitor-General, whose

Mother dreamed ...

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nothing amiss only

everything askew..

scatter patterned random

walks suspended in static liquid.

touch your finger to the

surface..a ripple and a flutter

to breach the calm within

now watch as dull dust gathers

'round the one who's so disturbed

a still entropic state.

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