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As i sprawl...
catlike over my danish grey felt
in my london flat, fallen
golden sun splits a black horizon
gulls wheel over the iced strip of canal
I chew;
thick slices of clove spiced hamb
tough toasted pain
plied high with ginger chestnut
under-bedded with a smear of veeraswamy mango
while broken bits of detroit jungle
stuff up my ear holes
middle ages yawn;
the breadth of a world
lucky old me.
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in my london flat, fallen
golden sun splits a black horizon
gulls wheel over the iced strip of canal
I chew;
thick slices of clove spiced hamb
tough toasted pain
plied high with ginger chestnut
under-bedded with a smear of veeraswamy mango
while broken bits of detroit jungle
stuff up my ear holes
middle ages yawn;
the breadth of a world
lucky old me.
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Published 27th Dec 2009
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27th Dec 2009 6:15pm
This is wonderful!
The last three lines really gave the poem a good punch
"middle ages yawn;
the breadth of a world
lucky old me."
The last three lines really gave the poem a good punch
"middle ages yawn;
the breadth of a world
lucky old me."
