Flavigula

Here lies Martes Flavigula, eternally beneath the splintered earth.


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Poems -

Wellington
2020-12-31
Flat like the
Ocean that floats
This island or
Kayak or flat
Like each new
Day, the dreams you
Once had of inner
Revolution are blurred script
On a crumbling page.
Take your pills, lie
Flat on your back and
Close your eyes.
Dream of ink blots.

Along with martens, goulish goats and the rippling fen -
these writings 1999-2021 by Bob Murry Shelton are licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 4.0

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