supermarket blues and other haiku
- africmcglinchey
- Sep 21, 2020
- 1 min read
Updated: Dec 3, 2020

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Supermarket Blues
Teenage kids going
through the kitchen like locusts;
one more risky trip.
Stasis
These are the still days, their terrible, wonderful peace,
trickling slow.
Listening to Janis Ian
Stars they come and go as we humans also do, and viruses too.
Fingers crossed
Empty streets and skies up to their eyes in silence,
invisible wishes.
Momentum
whistle up a tart an explosion of lanterns
textual creatures
Wet colour
indented clouds
egg and soldiers. sway, every word.
glass-think
idea of earth a wet blow against our walls
haunting of an eye
starfish
a year growing legs salt plaited into a tree
waving particles

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