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Stubbling

Diorama thoughts confuse
The endless madrigal singing,
Dampening with fear, unbounded
Ash and spattered blood endure
The ancient breath of tired earth,
Wreathing in all, oh, it’s so pointless,
Just another dickhead shrimp
On the barbie, sizzling hot amid
The searing brick-veneer landscape,
Drizzled in summered shouts of fun
Beneath the sprinkler, too old for that
Yet not too flabby to stop wanting
What I had. What I fucking had.