Here lies Martes Flavigula, eternally beneath the splintered earth.

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Poems -

A ruinous bucket
wobbles unstuck, unwilling to
hold groats that
warm in
a luminous pot. A shade had
kicked it aside whilst
awaiting an
unrequited meal. Just
imagine creamed groats
dribbling through
clefts between
resinous planks gripped together by
stainless bands! Pooling in the
mud like
aspirations. Just
imagine a time
travelling receptacle
forgotten by
infants and
drooling ancients alike!

Along with martens, goulish goats and the rippling fen -
these writings 1993-2023 by Bob Murry Shelton are licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 4.0

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