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paul sheridan Jun 17
everything’s been said before ..
went into the second hand bookshop
I said hi, what’s new?
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paul sheridan Jun 17
early morning poem
angrily get out of bed
saying you’ve had enough!
which for me was a first
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paul sheridan Jun 17
the old bloke in the pub likes to keep things to himself
poured myself a drink
what about me?
you can pour me the
next one  ..
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paul sheridan Jun 16
stepping carefully
used to walk around
the city at night
with nothing on my feet
except myself
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paul sheridan Jun 16
sick to death
city becomes us ill
and buildings rise and fall
in laboured breath
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paul sheridan Jun 16
his loves
dylan thomas died from the drink
but that’s not what you think of
when you read his poems you think of caitlin,
swansea and soho and yeah, ok, pubs  ..
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paul sheridan Jun 15
a city
is the mousetrap still running
at the theatre, is there a donkey sanctuary
in st pauls
is there still the thames, the thames!
is this then how poetry
goes
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