Probably go to Europe
In a week or
two
With my heart
in my sock
And my limp
in rochdale
There will be
storks
Setting up
the postbox
There will be
liniment
And Martial
delights
There will be
Lyon
And coffee
and can can
There will be
King Kong
Kicking the
breeze
Finally
Tuesday
Morecambe and
chips
This is the
nexus
Tributes pour
in
At the end of
the funeral
Thy will be
done
Europe
forever
You juniper
spoon
Shall I be
gory
Make a
confession
Tell you a
story
Lilt of
discretion
Anatomize
motives
Rustle the
cork
Stoke the
wasps nest
With the tine
of a fork
Let me lick
you
Vitamin
C
Let me lick
you
Suck it and
see
From the Ants
nest
On a
stick
I can feel
you in my chest
Raquel Welsh
me
To the
quick
Fantastic
journey
Probably go
to Europe
Say goodbye
to a friend
Probably go
to his funeral
There’s an
eclipse in the offing
construct a
Dutch conservatory
To serve as
the coffin.
02/11/19
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