We eat ozone flavoured air
Clover's afraid of open mouths
Buttercups are vicious
today telling
nobody they're in love
Hear the cuckoo cuckoo:
primary school woodwind displacement song
Train past Southease Station
is the wrong line of commentary
Lark vertex
Blue green bridge with blue
green boxes and crosses pretending
to blend in
River empties somewhere near
into non-categorical sea
Bowling green constellation:
wet chocolate suns
I've got my resentment
on in acid colours
knotted about
It's a day out
far from where
The buttercups with wee minds of their own, then. Nature's like that, never quite as generous as we had supposed.
ReplyDelete"We aren't a bit bothered by your love problems, and while we're at it we'll also be sticking it to you in the ear if you don't look out!"
You wouldn't want to mess with that herd.
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