hatchbacks on fire
a poem or pic a day until I die or dont; the online home of Ford Dagenham
Friday, 27 January 2023
FRAG 29
dawn is drawn
in a dark smear
of smudged pencil
a sharp lead edge
gouging
house outlines
as if with a fist
& the bulletins are bleak
& the cats walk cautious
smelling its strange
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