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What is this here? nestled in my arms

Walking the dog is like a mime

Dragging a rope along the council footpath

And the neighbours, mostly kind

Pouring the dandelion wine

Filling a box with thistle pies

And white peach stars

And it gets dark sometimes

Working in a mine

Filling a trough of sediment

Knobbly mounds of diamond

And blood black stone

Waiting for a whistle cry

Watching a speckle breasted bird

A ribcage through a lens of earth

On a sunday you were mine

The orange morning curls

Bringing the teacake to my lap

Filling a cup with peppermint

And clover pearl

As we step into the light

Shaking the sugar from our coats

Noticing where the woolly thyme

Has grown in spurts

And though the walls grow damp

And yes they look diseased and strange

I hang tapestries, marble frames

I think that I do so for you

One day I will go underground

Tell the master

I have got a lead somewhere

A kitchen or a dock

Punch the clock and prime the cart

I wonder what a diamond weighs

Nestled in a pocket of earth

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