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                                              (Signing Off)

                                spilled out of the nurses’
                                quarters early in the morning
                                by some fire alarm

                                we stood by the bus stops
                                on the edge of the park
                                so quick I’d left my glasses

                                “early shift?” said the ‘shit,
                                it is a policeman’ when close
                                enough, “uh, yeah” … “yeah”

                                while I wondered where we’d live





bus wormhole: backseat
C & Leicester & love wormhole: (Little by Little)
morning wormhole: thar she perched
park wormhole: ‘hand / in hand …’
seeing wormhole: a few reflections on / keeping your cow / in a large meadow / while walking round / the streets of Horsham
speech wormhole: mother and child