22.ii.22
780
3.53
ambigram
there’s always one more thing you can catch
aren’t you worried one day you’ll forget?
time passes into itself
where else?
and dextrous
pose of the person
like parrot, like lyre bird
a mellow aching season
my Moomin bowl for breakfast
juice of the almond too
and here again, a risk
just take a look at the map
cloud turns out for a storm
a word like wrack
tanks rumble over the border
it soon transpires was never there
head and the light shines through
go round the other way
a question – my hammock
comma for corner, a carriage return
kookaburra unravel
BIRD READS POWER FROM LINES
life on its head as well
wallaby testing
Putin Sudetenland
you watch the slow motion wreck on the telly
turn the old world upside down
to see that it’s the same
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