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| By Talisker | ||||||
| 12 September 2007 | ||||||
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A hangover seems to help with the poetic process. Time is elastic. Pants are too. A day pinches at my hips leaving a reddened band embossed on my skin. A week fits loosely, needs pulling up around Thursday. A month falls around my feet like shed skin. I can bungee jump on the end of a year. The postman scatters little red seconds all around. Oli 12/09/07
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