big town blues (vii) :: no not belief
the act
had me withdrew
over
people wound joy loud
later
an unrelaxed chat
another praised like sun
the act snatched sharply on
just because it doesn’t work for me
doesn’t mean it doesn’t work
it merely means it doesn’t work for me
confidence
no
not confidence
belief
no
not belief
being
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poems
sequence
subject
title
year
big town blues
(i)
(ii)
(iii)
(iv)
(v)
(vi)
(vii)
(viii)
(ix)
(x)
(xi)
(xii)
(xiii)
big town blues (vii)
just a slice
technology of choice
no not belief
our rounded city
honourable mrs council official
rain rain
drunks
chum like
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