Suitcase Poems
Sunday, 27 March 2011
It started with a pack
Missing off the split
Legs apart and thick table
That all passed
Goin' forward
A second turnt out
4 in the morning
To a vendor selling Anadin
A bunch left
Down a club sofa
It was an inch
And still
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