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                           I ate the toast with greengage jam
                           I swallowed the pills all bitter to make me well
                           then the coffee in the custard yellow mug


                           but mostly only when I wrote about them
                           afterwards looking for the meaning within


                           it will be good when I have nothing to report
                           and I can eat and ate in one





being wormhole: poessay VII: // true revolution
coffee & writing wormhole: ‘just popping down / to the shops’
green wormhole: emerged
meaning wormhole: letter 080514
yellow wormhole: still waving!