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dramamine blues

notice: the dirty light through the window is picking out

the melanotic filaments that runrampantinthecorneroftheeye(s)

fixed on an upturned shoe its sole smeared

with shit notice: every book i own tells a story

but not one book tells mine notice: can we blink

through that something that the sun bakes in to our eyes notice:

all the gifted people are asleep on the floor dreaming

about a place so marvellous it can only be the abyss

◄ van

tabitha and the lawn ►

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suki spangles

Fri 23rd Feb 2018 23:50

Has a lovely nourish feel ~ abyss dreamtime..

Suki

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raypool

Thu 22nd Feb 2018 22:31

A sense of frustration and isolation from the expected glories of creativity, is what I read here Stu. Beautifully and poignantly presented, a sort of rictus .

Ray

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Martin Elder

Thu 22nd Feb 2018 22:25

There is so much detail just in these few lines in which you say much. Wonderful stuff here Stu. It also appeals to my melancholic side of my nature.
I also love the sense that there is an inevitability portrayed here.
Fabulous

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