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February 2018 Collage Poem - Running with the Wild Wind
Various forms, jump into sestinas
with withering winds and eager ancestors
A room with no windows shakes and rattles
It holds inside a madman singing of
Man's Fall.
From man back to monkey
With a wave of Mr Wizard's Wand
That cruel hateful yellow star
Kissing chaos: my man is not ill
Tasting the salt, feeling the bullets
He disappointed his ancestors,
as ...
Tuesday 13th February 2018 11:42 am
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