Tag: reflections
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‘Namage
Flicking through LP liner notes on a beanbag chair, pushing back thick vines of grease-plaited hair Imagines his drafted friends laughing, thinking him daft and soft, no chance he’d have survived there. His headphones are like a chopper pilot’s, two leather danishes bunning his face His hands, fortunately bloodless as Pilate’s, tap the record’s sleeve…
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Giant
Rhombus of light upon the wall Sconcing sweetened fruitful vial Bulging shadow, twice its true width Source of giants and giant things Human brain and ocular functions