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The sun’s been tint for weeks. Deid maybe.
/ Likely drooned. Water’s aaplace, teemin doon
/ gutters and branders, rinnin aff the slates,
/ floodin pavements.
The sun’s been tint for weeks. Deid maybe.
/ Likely drooned. Water’s aaplace, teemin doon
/ gutters and branders, rinnin aff the slates,
/ floodin pavements.
It felt as if it had rained for centuries
/ Drips fell ding-dong remorseless, over the drowned fields
/ As if summer had…
Brocht up, lan’ loaked in Asia Minor, ah’d
/ Nae problem learnin hoo ti spoon ma brose
/ Avoidin voyages. Though life wis…
Full March moon and gale-force easters, the pair of them
sucking and shoving the river
back into its closet in the hills – or trying to.
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