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Home Town Elegy
The ruined places of my heart’s adorning self,
The garages and job centres and shops
Where England’s whore-ish self has come
To flaunt and shift its bustle in the streets,
Once housed my own body, and almost homed my heart.
The garages and job centres and shops
Where England’s whore-ish self has come
To flaunt and shift its bustle in the streets,
Once housed my own body, and almost homed my heart.
Published 12th Jun 2022
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There tends to be little ambivalence toward home towns. Some vow to never return. You capture the dislocation of emotions well.
https://youtu.be/gNOcs_miaLg
Jaunty little song from the 80s by The June Brides.
https://youtu.be/gNOcs_miaLg
Jaunty little song from the 80s by The June Brides.
