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Michaelmas
(after "Bavarian Gentian"s by D.H. Lawrence)
Gallows for the strumpet
whose brat didn't fatten.
Father Stent's cassock swerves,
a censor's slipping heart.
Emptiness,
in a sleet of gentian violet.
Black obsequials. I am unstuck,
could swivel that sun
from where all colour came,
back, back, through a deleterious spark.
Mistress
I want a shoal of you.
Kimonoed
you take off.
You leave-take, take-leave
in mists on sunset furze.
Bye. Bye love.
I have only a blue Dalmatian
and a home.
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