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Stone Sonnet

You could pour a cathedral into place, a Stonehenge.

Dorm Room 2014

Under the blown glass angels with gold-dipped heads, strung up by their haloes, a poster of Rossetti's Lilith.

seen unseen

In those days the lorries sounded heavier

Alice and George

Hey skinnybones, your body like a periscope, gangly, and collapsible,

Head-nodding Alice

Intoxicant: in the air, dream interpretation is scittered scat, is big-top

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