1808
5.346
12.xii.24
I invited the animal
in
of no colour,
intimate
intricate
carved
a little grab
at, bled and pursed
to wear a funny
hat
it was to
ornament day past
had it with
words as well
there was
time in the rust to scratch
I invented
the animal too
a lollop and
a lope
bound to be
bitten
and you would
swear it was
sometimes
squint, won’t see at first
but then I
know it’s you
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