Sunday, 12 April 2009



There was the diner
There was the former life
Father's Day is quiet...
Is...when again?
The little leister
Is handsome and secretive, a
Witness to nothing
Except cables and tonnage and
Hauliers...language students
Surprise me with their hobbies
And their lies trouble me too
Their electricity is audible
Their bodies remote

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