Mark Heathcote

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My stories

Whatever creation is;

There’s a glow-worm, embedded in each head. Awaking men; at the entrance of the Spithead: It opens-up southward stretching them eastward... They themselves are not sea walls or driftwood...

Two short poems:

I. Definitely, a coin has but two-sides. “On one must it fall; as fate” divines. “Heads-up tails-down” He gambles on.., the outcome Of this you’re silver-half a crown!

No two people

No two people are ever the same By day or by night Their tapers both lit by shame The joy of their light! No two rivers run smooth or strait The valley is winding...

Séance reading...

Their eyes their lips closed ever tightly. With a rogue cabals pre-emptive, smile. “As of yet; such comprehending’, Has not sent; them—on”, a séance reading.

From A to Z

From A to Z I do everything with you from A to Z. From the moment you wake up Till I pat you on your head, And tuck you up into bed. I do everything with you For you, because the day

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