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Saturday, 15 October 2011

Dropped


that same old inconsistency
always the same
old inconsistency
continues always
along that same old
road to incredulity
segregated - why
you like to write
egress outward
like to words
release unleash
forgotten depths


this poem lies on the cutting room floor, for the ones that made it into the pamphlet Yorkshire Love Poems & Other Desperate Stuff click her