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Punk Poem

 

Out of sight of land is where it's at
if the land is you and you
the agonising details
won't stop with the raising of mountains

I was offered the moon, no strings attached
words like germs I later found
and cleansed by the sea I'll take all the sea
thank you very much

Adjacent to the dog star a bird
impressive of wingspan, eager of eye
hangs over me (a floating feast?) so grand
I'm right at home should I drown

 

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penguin

Fri 25th Feb 2022 11:38

I don't know what it's all about, enjoyable nonetheless.

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