I was always afraid

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Nursing busted ribs
Yeager buckles in

The order sat uneasily

exhales slowly
checks his dials and switches

Twin Brownings cut furrows

stills his thoughts
as best he can

The people fell as corn

Published by colinhopkirk

Poet, writer, artist. Writing and performing in England, publishing anywhere. Member of Hexameter performing poets. Workshops, projects, cross-arts collaborations.

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