Explosion
Freshly ground coffee.
Buttery pastries, still warm.
My arse, exploding.
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The Moped
Two-stroke engine whine.
Scent of petrol, left behind.
Get your full license.
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First date
Hello, I’m sorry,
Are you – ah, okay, it’s just
I’ve not met them yet.
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Webber
I still don’t get what
A Jellicle Cat is, or
Why I ought to care.
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Sunday
It’s so quiet now,
Especially first thing, when
Silence is loudest.
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Jacob Collier
Jacob Collier
Put some proper trousers on
And stay in one key.
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Compulsion
Check just one more time –
The oven might not be off,
And you’ll kill them all.
Matthew Weldon's Dangerous Thoughts 