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watching you pull up
your tights as I
lie beneath the quilt in the half
light of the morning
think you have right
on your side, try spending time with
a few of the
wrong people entirely, darling      ..
sitting in the pub
thinking of my wife at
home half past
four in the afternoon
writing a poem on the bus
and the elderly woman sitting next to me
says oh, is it about us
got you a lettuce
hope you like it
it’s as crisp and green
as an apple   ..
caught a fish in the pond
although it later transpired
it had every right to be there
got a kebab on the way home
could tell it was on the way home
it looked knackered
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