a hollowed out
scotch egg
just lying there
on the pavement
the egg gone
- i dont like that
bit anyway -
just lying there reformed
meat n
breadcrumbs perfect
air fucking dried
waiting for pigeon or
maybe fox
looking at it i
start to salivate
and realise that
even after 38
years
i am still not
fully
domesticated
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