Poetry Blog by Laurie Briar (the guilty feminist)

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Kemah Bob

Kemah Bob

The chime-chirp glint in your talk

pep-drawling, through my grit-clogged Samsung speaker

like a wise blue hedgehog with salacious

pips and chings of playground secrets

makes my covid swab a shade less eye-popping.

My cobbled, shapeless day seem masterful.

Tuesday 30th March 2021 10:07 am