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                      in the yard
                                   hands in pockets shorts slip-ons belly
                      on a fresh morning
                                   left foot forward pointing almost ballet
                                   casting his eye dead
                      straight along the trim of his white stand-up

                      ‘is about as near to fu’ing poetry as you’re gonna get mate’
                                   in this world
                                   of ‘Ave





Castleton & cars wormholes: Peeks at Castleton
feet wormhole: Leicester
eyes wormhole: just
Have wormhole: Boy
morning wormhole: morning / cloud pass
passing wormhole: street
poetry wormhole: pep talk
speech & white wormhole: promenade: / dual layering