Marion’s hairbrush

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Blackened silver plate and matted bristles stare accusingly from foetid water in the shared recycling bin The tarnished deco body lies unwanted, filthy and defiled among rejected plastic bags and bottle lids Conveniently dumped by relatives Marion’s hairbrush sits embarrassing … Continue reading

Blue

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I had a cat named ‘Blue’ rhymed with Kalamazoo Grey with stripes a tabby My mother hated cats a family thing One suffocated a child allegedly But he was only six weeks old A kitten A ball of mischief fluff … Continue reading

Let’s face it

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Let’s face it, there’s nothing more seductive than the front of a fast train the edge of a high building or the heart of a humourless woman. Just drawn to disaster I guess. © Copyright Kevin Buckle 2012