The
Hanging
I got me
a prime spot:
rat-arsed in Wapping
the night
before and crashed out -
woke to
see the widening of eyeballs,
a smile
set frozen,
stunned;
as he saw
me
a blast
of icy November
blew up
the Thames;
snatched
my breath and hid it from me.
Paul Hawkins
2 comments:
The wonderful collaboration continues. These are soulful collages, and the latest is a visual gem. Hello Michael!
Many Thanks Tom & Sam, Hello and we appreciate your taking a look and comments = Cheers!
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