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28.xi.25
following
a line of enquiry
my own instructions
recognizance too
hill and dale
long winding
down gully
up along a ridge
delve under over sod, cloud
take the tree
it goes nowhere
but heaven hades reaching
a branch to branch flit
I’m following that up
I’m onto it
that line for a walk
a hellsworth of hound
tinkering sticks of a fire
so to say
who won’t admire the madness
of flowers?
I’m talking wasp and sting
applying my jar of fly ointment
I’m for challenging fancy
up the wall and round the
twist
I’m driven!
getting the dizzies
I’m careering along – there’s
no off ramp
I’m kicking that old can of
worms
further down the road where
we live
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