hatchbacks on fire
a poem or pic a day until I die or dont; the online home of Ford Dagenham
Tuesday, 23 August 2022
DUSK GONE CINNAMON
grief
the gravedigger said
under a dusk gone cinnamon
with sudanese sand
is the alarm bell
of homeless love
we loose it
dont we ?
when the meats gone
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