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BACARDI TAIL LIGHTS MACHINE GUN FAREWELL

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BACARDI TAIL LIGHTS MACHINE GUN FAREWELL

 

He tried to drown his dog

under the canal bridge

but it came back.

Rang the planning department

and warned them there'd be blood

if one more estate was built.

His dad abandoned,

hobbling to the pigeon loft.

Daniel is leaving tonight on a plane.

Local junkies got hold

of the bottles and the furniture

then ended up scrapping

in a pool of vomit.

Seemed like Christmas in that street,

the girlfriend transparent

on a dirty mattress

hidden in very long grass.

 

Yellow Mama # 77. Editor Cyndi Rosmus.

 

 

 

 

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john short

Wed 3rd Apr 2019 00:17

Thanks Ray and Stu for the appreciation. Wasn't too sure what to make of this poem so helpful to get feedback. WOL is such a useful tool for us poets.

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raypool

Tue 2nd Apr 2019 18:00

Bleak and uncompromising stuff John. I like the sense of escape in the pigeon loft and the plane. A real sense of dislocation dislocation.

Ray

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Stu Buck

Tue 2nd Apr 2019 16:24

the ending of this is simply stunning john

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john short

Mon 1st Apr 2019 19:29

Cheers Martin,

Until last night this poem had been in stanzas but I think it works better like this (says me). Thanks for your comment - it's always helpful to get reactions on here.

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Martin Elder

Mon 1st Apr 2019 11:01

An all too familiar tale in certain parts of towns and cities where people are left to rot just like the places they live in.

nice one

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