Halogen sun
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Sun, 12 Sep 2004
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crack
cracked electric
cackles crackling down the synapse
you are slam bang twisting words typhooning whip crack
sensibility
you are whip snarl whip snare verse designed to make the bad seem
better
knockout on the Richter you-here-now of punctuation
you are traffic stopped and skies railroaded
by diffusing vapour trails of communication
you and me, you and me, you and me
and the birds going off in the trees
like a million mobile phones
can't change this feeling
standing here drenched in the halogen sun with you
is poetry
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