Enjoy the Secret
Enjoy the secret, half-dark
autumn-colour streetlights
wet slate, concrete slabs
sycamore, tarmac
lamps from cars and houses
eyes reflect
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Template
I love the template I step into
when I let my screams out
a shape with colour & drama
On my own
I would be
pissing into the wind
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The First Sh-Shot
The stumps of iron railings
remind you of the war
What is it good for?
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Isn't it always Autumn?
Bird wings flutter heavy
as a pack of cards
– my last chance
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