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
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subject 
title 
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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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