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RAGAMUFFIN

snotful, brimming with adventure

ragamuffin

 

got down in the ditch

burrowed, knees scratched

contemptible

 

ignoring social resonsibilities

 

      dining correctly

      shaking hands

      being precise

 

instead

grovelling under a footpath

where rain had been like a friend

real, natural

 

breath dank with small echoes.

 

Looked back into the hole he had left

raging with bravery.

Childhood memories

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