Do NOT Blink!
Survivors
Late August, given heavy rain and sun
I am growing old but I remember, Jenny kissed me.
By the punnet
Once there was a road here and carts passed
and that has made all the difference
I hear horns, and calling, out in the frost
We are in the business of chocolate
No time to see, in broad daylight
The echo and the blood-lust of a train
Once I was a girl, then drip, a boy became
Ah, distinctly, I remember, it was a hot August night
Some new trick, some trap
And in their turn were they fucked up, remember that
Snake
When ghosts walked the earth
An audio tape will accompany this book
And every April they would paint it pink
And I have known the eyes already, every one
and its flesh was sweet
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