few poems.

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When your chest feels like a paper weight,
it's probably either;

a) your chest doing paperwork.

or

b) the opening of a Rexroth anthology,
in a hot steamy bath
to reveal a forgotten photo
of you and an ex-lover.

......................................

note

never date girls
who exclaim;
"god my feet are beautiful".

they'll leave you standing at the station.

.......................................

graffiti

I remember drawing them on desks.
Or casting them as the main protagonists
in our exercise books.

These great, organic shaped, fleshy
rockets.

With all my flair i added brown, bush hair,
so they looked like some sort of phallic
Phil Spector.