I’m going to Sara doing poetry
The death and gloom of the tiresome ones
Gangsters with no derision in contempt of court
Set uos – yes that is the way with the Wellington police
I should have been admitted to care
Why was I charged, released and sent on my way
Commonplace conditioning
The shrinks are away this morning and again tomorrow
I’ll fly to the moon
Clovis – Casandra I’ll have to get good at Adobe
My friends non existent
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