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                                              on a grey
                                              morning before
                                              the shops have opened
                                              the dockyards are
                                              dark blue

                                              and I should have
                                              worn a coat

                                              into the library
                                              a book on philosophy

                                              which I won’t read
                                              right through but which

                                              no one else has read





blue wormhole: ‘at midday the Batman walked across the square …’
grey & morning wormhole: morning
Thames wormhole: Jackie’s smile
Woolwich wormhole: child