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September 2020 Collage Poem: Out of the Land
You need to play blue guitar at this interview Miss.
while sitting back to the sea
Put on your red shoes and dance to Nigel’s blue guitar
strangers humming the songs of tomorrow's vocals
Shadows of sinners dancing across the years
as Nigel's guitar gently weeps
the boom and the base of neighbours shouting from next door to turn the noise down
You won't believe what just h...
Monday 21st September 2020 10:12 pm
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