Friday 17 December 2021

BARTER TOWN ON ACID, A FESTIVAL POP




blasted faces 
& new morning eyes

search for bearings 
& a gist

in the humid bacon mist 

~

campfire smoke hangs
like battle vestige

over barter town on acid

robots in the rain
watching me piss

100 years ago









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