December in, a year almost out
Me in Hackney Central Library where
there is a wifi connection and a crowded study area
i flirt with discipline.
The crisis reported in the other post in this blog?
Well, I met a person who gives poems for free in the Embankment
they all come in different colours
and the crawl in the floor like a magic carpet
indeed the set up is itself described as a magic carpet
and it is indeed a magic carpet.
It took those moods away - send them westwards
and i'm going east.
Ah, and, my friends, my scaphoid is now allegedly in one piece...
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