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40000 cartloads of horse manure
i printed off
all of my poems
i distributed them
at the traffic lights
no one opened their car windows
except one poem i stuffed in a dog's face
a child laughed at me from his back seat
i laughed back
i stuffed the poems in drains
in supermarket trollies
i donated them at the
charity shop
i hammered this poem
into a lamppost
it blew away into the ether
i went home to pass a kidney stone
all the eggs in this box are double yoked
signifying nothing
Copyright ©
Christopher Allen
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