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Scrape
A Poem by
JP thinks the WC is aptly..
This life, a box without a lid Allowing us to share the airSo vital, so very vital We breathe deep of this sustaining element And the central..
Reflection
A Poem by
JP thinks the WC is aptly..
Barely perceptible rainBarely fallingA varnish for the trees and carsAnd pavement-stand there long enoughAnd your reflection will developA photographI..
Blade
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JP thinks the WC is aptly..
The waking hours Surgical blade of daylight Cutting through the dark
Jazz
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JP thinks the WC is aptly..
Sirens in summertime When the mercury is rising Makes me think of New York City Humidity and jazz And starlit roofs With pigeon coops Fire escap..
Panda
A Poem by
JP thinks the WC is aptly..
There’s a salamander Named Amanda On my veranda Eating lots of lamb pasanda So come on, quickly, have a gander There’s nothing strang..
Drink
A Poem by
JP thinks the WC is aptly..
Sitting tight And waiting for the evening to ignite Counting the hours Counting the days But never counting down I sit and drink This oh so inf..
Turnip
A Poem by
JP thinks the WC is aptly..
Peel back the face Crack open the skull with chisels And put up scaffolding of bone Your expertise is wasted here Time to let the Amateurs h..
Ghosts of Public
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JP thinks the WC is aptly..
Life is ajoyless procession Ofindividuals; The traffic warden Bespectacled, acne-riddled Poster boyfor masturbation Lives at home with mum, for c..
Rainfall
A Poem by
JP thinks the WC is aptly..
Finest fall of rain Refreshing the earth, the air - Then becoming snow
Rabbits
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Rabbits made their home Beneath the Grey municipal building And spring now brings them Bounding out But confusion is Amongst them On findin..
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