Rustic Crayfish
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Hummingbirds and Cold WaterA Poem by Rustic CrayfishMr Simon Lane Wears a lopsided smile Pot belly hidden Under collared shirt and necktie After supper- he sits on the white Clean.. |
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Sacral BoneA Poem by Rustic CrayfishKnuckles,Shrouded in paring skin,Sun bathedIn the bloody dawn dewThe crops are red.Over the hill, the air is heavy with the heat and hope .. |
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Fluid AirA Poem by Rustic CrayfishPeople say that the air is a fluid. That we all are swimming through fog and smoke and dust of mulling cars and dreaming factories .. |
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The Primetime ReportA Poem by Rustic CrayfishIn colour! |
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