Portabello black streak.

If there’s a book you couldn’t read 

during the blackouts of seven three 

Divisible with the daylight of 

Irrevance relaying late night 

messages towards retina’s 

that return revised services.

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would you read what you wrote in  

Melting snow or learn to swerve 

the motorway dispensed coffee 

Filled With creamy parables 

would you plot the micro dot life 

On graphs.

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Strung out vertice of interjection  

During the grounded conflict 

Awaiting clearance to escape.

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A lion licking paws of thorns 

Amongst smouldering poppies