He wonders what would happen

imagines search parties
stretched out across the hills

earnest cops and volunteers
combing the countryside

Checking all known haunts
they find most of his dens

most but not all
not this one

Now someone on the radio
is saying his name

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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