two poems — 

'so he jumped from a high branch' 

'the room is full of dark collective' 


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'so he jumped from a high branch'

so he jumped from a high branch
but the trampoline was sponge
sticky, warm, passing through
like a baby, laughing, tickled
it was all fun
down to the broken pieces
glass and metal
a joke, to take the piss out of
so serious!
– lie down
sleep
like a baby


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'the room is full of dark collective'

the room is full of dark collective
any moment
you will run
all of you
not those 2
masters
they'll sit
– so you breathe
fall in love



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