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We Will Be Men
We Will Be Men
My love and I go fretting
after the late summer sun,
then into the dusk of the
West Yorkshire towns.
Morley, Horbury, Dewsbury.
The night turns
but the warmth sticks,
releases the musk of
suburbia’s dying roses.
The windows are open
and I will once again try
to speak of the years that
take their toll.
Of the boy born from the
slabs of Essex.
The long ti...
Monday 18th July 2022 11:05 am
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