a poem or pic a day until I die or dont;
the online home of Ford Dagenham
Tuesday, 3 December 2013
REMINDED
dont remember much about my trips to holland canals untipped waitresses the room opposite the clock tower but the houses over by the park look dutch to me in the tall slant of their roofs like the allotments cowering under the tall cranes with their rotting ground fruit and askew water butts rusting and brown remind me of a war i wasnt in
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