Visual Poem Bluebell
Written by nomoth
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another edited napo entry

Flat out
my photo
another edited napo entry

Flat out
on an island,
on a feather bed of autumn leaves.
A choir of encircling bluebells
are nodding and I am old, unlocking

upholstered cloisters
with their chintz
betraying a codic chime.

There lay no depth of culture
within the antiphony.
Our shallow roots
vulnerable to jack boots,
piss rash and cliche.

These are how
. our hands tangle.

An angry kitsch,
(your finger loosens my shirt)
asks for a frenzy,
for a soft collar
and leash to drag us apart.
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