“Stand Well Back Now There’s Nothing To See”


A bubble wrapped girl With painted stones for eyes walks straight through Into the next world.


Just put one foot in front of the other My love, my love.


While in ‘the franchise’ a man is talking but not listening to himself as he dreams of


For him it was an ineluctable meditation.


“that’s what your lot are good at isn’t it,” says Mal as he comes uncleanly from the bookies with her phone number burning a hole in his sense of fair play.


Little, by little, by little.


I have a mind too Says Rhondda in the veg shop Holding a zucchini like she did her husband after the vasectomy. While among unprepared soft fruit Winter flowering Pamela Howls like a wolf.


and then and then,


A cantata from the Nursery school Exhaling at break time.


Applause tasting the Kashmiri spring in the back of his throat again.


All Hail! all hail! Sing the old girls outside Boots the chemist. No husbands now!


green grow the rushes - o


Meanwhile in the gents At the Lubianka café, Cindy shoots up into Her reticulated arm. While outside Acting as ‘look out’ her lolly pop man crosses himself and hopes to die.


Brar e sn en d Paro


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