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Wednesday 24 August 2016

Creeping In

Is it only me, anyhow
Why not delve deeper
Explore the joy of creation
Feel fully the desperate
Sensations that those
Who have lost
As well as those
Who have found
Might experience
From time to time
From town to town
Turn down the gladness
Emphasise the sadness
Pick up clearly on the fast
Approaching madness
With the fickle, pick of the
Snap, crackle, and pop-shops
Only to stop short of saying love
Don’t reach for the stars above
Be entirely sated, hesitate, wait
And then, always, and then
Move on, be strong, sing that
Same old song, that same old song


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