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Thursday 24 December 2020

Russel Beard (DRAFT/UNFINISHED)

 



Deputised tight coming sockets

convinced we did it via a loss

replace them in hell plastic 

hard-boiled in each of us expected, 

anything actually sulphuric 

galoshes love again this harboured arm, yours

a liveried shit

in not for having it out under

big respite cease and turned

stolen or burnt darts off this red exiting 

which life coins into horrid boils

my ever dying dad on common grass 

billed & heavy in taurine

the gateway high heavens open eloping

bangs sincerely a weak sort paling

dead a foiled bonfire

of tepid Williams distant wars 

dandled spines floating 

all back to the Rose 

thrown overboard one evening

changing the course of all coffee

& eventually grease & magnolia.