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Every poet’s manufactured by death
- in a recap – as a masterful blend
of words-of-mouth, oblique angles,
and a pill for a charming breath;
The cheekiest humour has a moral script,
from the pop composer to the comedy act -
and we’re all taking credit for that.
I’m chaptered by very short stages
I’m illed on a very faint murmur
Skilled actions took hold of me at last.
“Long-gone missing, hay, Marianne –
flower-waving at me, flag-throwing to me -
cool down in our bed, this ain’t really
the end.”