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Friday 2 September 2016

Relics

From the brutal
Concrete wall
To the softer face
Of the silver-sand beach

From the shallows
Where we strolled
To that loftier place
Where we stood to preach

Between the words
And the fabrics
Between the noise
And the cutter

All in all
It is the distance
From this pathway
To the stutter

All in all it is
In this instance
About the kernel
And the unpeeled nut…er


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