sunday
after dinner
we would walk up the lane
we would walk up the lane
farmhouse
mad house
boarded-up house
the horse on the gas land meadow
pigs to look at
& we wedged our toes
in the stone walls crumble
in the stone walls crumble
~
abandoned
chalk pit
rail tunnels
&
a castle gone
wars iron
leftovers-
in a
bramble tangle
they rust in peace
~
grandad
collected
footy pools
a win for him
would have meant
legoland for me
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