Well well well...
pozzo pozzo pozzo
back in black with white cubes
back on track without slack
flying in the wind
all these great ideas binned
boxes in boxes
garages in garages
parking your pompino
parking in the parking
camping at the camping
footing to the jogging
salvagente, small world
grey and greyer
zips and rips
clamber through a rock bolt hole
what is beyond that wall of sound?
an orange duck
passes no judgement
a Juicy on her mission
rocks and stones may break your bones
but a boner rock
is to be found
scrabble left
scrabble right
there they come
marching up the beaches
bayonettes raised and protuberances poised
a carry on
that never was carried on...
sospiro profondo
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