DIAGRAM OF THE LANE 1

sunday

after dinner
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

~

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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DOWN THE LANE

we would scrabble
and slip and slide
to see pigs snuffling
over the other side
of the slate stone wall

in easter sunday silence
we would watch chicks hatch
in hot light bulb arenas
and guilty we would chose one  
to cook for christmas dinner

tho i never believed
the farmer really
kept track

and the dogs he kept
in the barnyard cage
would shatter me 
with their barking

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ANIMALS

well isnt it all 
a meat theatre
of high risk 
audience participation 

where the dogs 
feed the sheep
the shit from the bulls
like the pigs said

all the scenery anyway
has long been sold 
for headlines
and fools gold

and when the 
curtains are down
and when the 
lights are up 
the dogs 
cant look up from the sheep
and the sheep 
cant look up at all

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