Pigswill descent from pubescent woodland, Middle England beckons
Faded alarm in translucent morning loses movie grain
Becomes ITV awful.
Not seen through any other eyes, not considered any other mind
In this working week long memory.
Tree sap sticky makes it hard to clap
Gets harder though when you clap for saplings.
Morning light the sweetest and greenest
The graphite guilt sweeps swan feathers under dusty rugs
Wombs are lined with loquacious
And for the meantime I request fully ignored and unrequited
Requests for the turn to end.
The act will not change,
Not yet.
Thursday, 1 April 2010
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