Of course you can forget. That's easy
UNDULATE
From the thousands I remember one
TRUNDLE
You suffer; you die; there are moments of relief
That means YOU
As the light rises, as the world becomes pink
OK OK OK
That night, for a while I was a dog
A small bullet-hole
I locked the door and went to bed
Squirrel
I put a cake on the coffin and waited
Sex, as I call it euphemistically
PIT
I climb most mountains one step at a time
Two Paracetamol, heavy on the antibiotics
She has cashed the cheque
You said you never saw me that way, and yet it happened
When the volcano under Basingstoke erupted
I have never learned Greek
No paint, no brushes, but I have a canvas
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