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F***k Glastonbury
A spell: I conjure droplets of mud In the collective ear canals Of those who bop to Bassey just so they can tell mum that Glasto wasn't all pills, glow-sticks and so-so nut burgers.
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- 791 reads
15th June
It is my birthday. I am cushioned by French teenagers Rifling playing cards. It is my birthday. I know my dad will buy me chick lit And I will have to smile. It is my birthday.
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- 853 reads
23rd June
I see you careening Yellow eyed, lost and Vague through fields Studded with road racers, Neon moustaches And half delivered falafels. One-eyed witches proferring
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- 961 reads
Leeds Station
The 'Garment Doctor' fails to spark a smile and my spleen tantrums in sloe berry explosions, popping as each departure is called. A sign for 'Emotional Engineering' is not meant for me,
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- 802 reads
4 pm
4pm is the hour When babies Start rotating Like Strimmer blades When lilac OAPS pull Their support tights Over their Elnetted Heads and Spit dentured phlegm In your eye. When
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- 856 reads