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home invasion
we come home and they’re there
little prayers,
godthoughts
as if by all rights
a day with the dentist
and they book you for
more
no diary yet
so it’s abstract
like a year in the chair
to look forward to
we come home and they’re everywhere
every place we built they
creep
people of a simple
solution
tails like pitchforks too
no one sees but they lay
on hands
they are laying gently
into each other
apparently there had been
a letter
they’ve come to save us,
me
pay very little attention
one colour
shall we call it
devotion?
I harbour unreasonable
fear
they speak in rumours, low
murmur
they have a bus
and palms together for
you
as you approach
these ones won’t light a
candle
it’s as if you’re
defending the cubs
shepherd them towards the
border
each has a future like
this and knowledge
funny bunch whom truth
sets free
it’s like one money
changer
single handed have to
drive out
the truth and the light
see now we built
all these hidey holes for
them
they are many I am few
bunch of cloud heads
dumb, soulless, that’s
the paradox
it’s my job, no one else
to do
again, they’re asking me
to prove that what’s not
isn’t
I can’t even see who’s
egging them on
so return as a ghost to
claim
all here that’s mine
it’s the same with the
others
that were before
with the animal spirits
the trees
I brandish tongue of fire
so the creek can run
so the sun can shine
today
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