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                                                   quest in brown

                                when the light bulbs cast shaded
                                over the ceiling and early late evening
                                into the rooms I made my way
                                to the Slade* to try one last shop
                                to see if there was one last Colan**
                                stone-faced and shunned reaching
                                tragic from the cover a number
                                I had somehow missed a chapter
                                that would open off an unknown
                                corridor before returning home and


* a dip along the ridge of Plumstead Common with a line of local shops to serve the local terraced houses
** Gentleman Gene Colan, comic book artist, rest in peace, live long in fluid picture




brown wormhole: tag cloud poem III – the journey to BEING and back again
childhood & emergence wormhole: someone called Frank
comics wormhole: tag cloud poem IV – C
evening wormhole: Hever
faces wormhole: the Avengers
light wormhole: time
Plumstead wormhole: Knapps
searching wormhole: need
stone wormhole: … sshhh