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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