The science fiction section in the bookshop
shrinks
weekly
locked now
in the dystopian loop
of its own extinction
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Notes:
1. Written on July 18th, 2019
__________The science fiction section in the bookshop
shrinks
weekly
locked now
in the dystopian loop
of its own extinction
__________
Notes:
1. Written on July 18th, 2019
__________“A strange man. He likes fish,
and women.”
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Notes:
1. Written On July 18th, 2019
__________there’s a moon out there
half eaten by dark
the rest as red as blood
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Notes:
1. Written on 16th July, 2019
__________The tree was rotten, dying. Sometime in the autumn beetles had nested beneath the bark, and from there an infection had spread that poisoned the sap. It was only with the onset of the spring, when the leaves sprouted brown, and fell dead to the ground in the first wind, that we had any indication of a problem. Of course, by then, it was too late.
The same was true of our marriage, and I left soon after Easter.
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Notes:
1. Written on May 1st, 2019
__________There was a boy
driving round the park
in a small
electric
car
Round and around
at a speed so slow
he’d never
be able
to escape
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Notes:
1. Written on May 1st, 2019
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