The air is sticking to me
I've washed my hands five times today
And still I scratch
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- The owl is out earlyAll the mice look up
- The petals fallAbout the roseI take the stemAnd th...
- A seagull waddles across the flat top of a roofIt ...
- She isAll sortsOf LoveLy Things
- She comes in a boxWith a bowAnd in amongstThe st...
- The spiral galaxy spirals So many sonsSo many daug...
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- Community is DeadLong Live the Internet
- The last of the sunAnd late in the day showersMake...
- Dirty red brick made goldBy late in the day shower...
- Scree hillSki hillMy feet slip and stickI can do i...
- A handful of gravel in the airAnd then the pigeons...
- The wind makes waves of the grassAs the sun spread...
- Mini-buttercupsInside a buttercupInside a buttercu...
- Trees spear meWhen stripped by acid rain
- Spines of frostIron filings on a magnetThe cold is...
- Mouse skeletonInsects scurry awayInto their bladed...
- Leftover showers pepper EdinburghThe sun breaks be...
- The rain pings the grassInsects are landing
- Fairy Liquid bubblesCome together and make ducklin...
- When darkness comesMoths bump my windowThump thump...
- Five whole candlesAnd one stays litEven withWhat's...
- The school is so shut thatEven the seagulls have a...
- Three squirrels in a treeOne upside down;White bel...
- Fish pecksDisturb the silver screen
- The air is sticking to meI've washed my hands five...
- Action ManFace down in the mud
- Surrounded by textbooksI had better take the cello...
- Thunder breaksMonsoon in Edinburgh
- It's hot country wetness up my nosePlants and soil...
- Hands upElbows downThe girliest run in the world
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