Thursday 29 September 2016


up high

royal vagabond still be-leaved

the long aching lines of wichita reaching out

though bearded beats to malvern plain’s green fields

brown trees in clumps are more and
                            more i think of the sandwich maker’s bottom

long lines reaching out multi-dimensional 
                       X-beat jazz sun floods it through blue mist holes


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