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birds rise early
to micro blog the morning –
new dawn for old

Hedging

flailed white sticks
of the winter beech hedge –
my shattered nerves

Gone Away

your link here
another 404 page –
my obituary

HobNobs

biscuit divided
oat crunch and hot coffee –
one hundred push-ups

Generations

random selection
spins combination lock –
big crab claws

Journey

white cell rocket
burns red platelet soup –
motorcycling

Front Window

lawn littered
by fat leg’ed witless oaf –
depression lingers

Chirstmas Gift

Christian ethic –
will you let me burn in hell
by taking your place?

The Last Mile

wise feet know their path
through threadbare carpets –
last sip of hot tea

Complex Apartments

carpet under my feet
dulls the slap of a hard world –
caveman cries below

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