plein [Q]

youthful be
two thirds experience assure before
ignorant confidence us all me more
brick wall batterdown not look youth

a grand blag surprise i’d done
summer stone amongst strong minds
tenement stairs tenement house
tic in the supermarket grass
reality not the news reports

young engineer men create change nation
i blagged a scratching seat a viewing plate
to tidy out the ten minute construct
glowlight from a secondary star

their post create
these do despite the doubts men
grand technology richer than nation
i’d blagged to be a seeing flea

the language man he asked of me
to snag my thought my crude of his create
but i answered fortissimo bête

in wrong critic of otherness
i self set up to wide boy ignorate
his ire was just

like the sister when i’d snarked
her choice of cookery stark
sharp as though i’d stabbed a corn

or was my later afternews “you know that fits”
a coloured concoction of fake affirmation
that memory remember created by every

for i’d heard
the great engineering lingo man

the man
was had became

a girl






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