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July 2020 Collage Poem: No Wasted Anger
A heart that sleeps has a silent love that is never heard
Nicola,
Paul
and Vincent paint their house yellow
The below is smaller, the walk is stronger.
The journey to social disorder is closer than you realise
without any drugs.
There's more, you thief of night
with butter dripping from my brush
something stolen from the edge of midnight
unsocial distancing while on free government...
Monday 13th July 2020 10:58 pm
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