Boar

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To be a boy

To count, to turn, to see, and frame
Her face, the morning, a clock, the train
To walk down steps as it moves away
To hold your breath and go about your day.

Denaturation

To lovers choosing lovers
of a similar ilk;
Kindly observe
as I pour salt into milk

Until the 27th

Christmas visits to the family home
Whilst lovely, make you feel alone
Your childhood bed
Supports your head
Whilst your heart sinks like a stone.






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