Lost Boy

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Lost Boy

A Tesco butty, a can of coke
a sleeping bag neatly spread
against a concrete wall

a book.

This is where we met
beneath the A34.

Now, a black book 

and a neat burnt shadow

that made me think
of Hiroshima.

My neighbour said.

'I were guarding my family innit.'

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