Table 192

Growing walls
Shouting out
Dead skin in dust about
Quay of circles
In the time
Vending paper
Mending minds

Jacks so hungry
He’s up on the wall
Musk and vanilla
Full the hall

Central table
Jump lines
You do
The seen
The many
Shapes of limes
Mad as ice crushed crimes

Simple people
With complex stories
Jack takes up
A moment of your time

Train goes past
Ever so fast
In the cartridge of the past
Inn to stay at
St James as well
the arrows, the rack smell

Trees and bushes
On the wall
In Jacks we trust
For Jack alls we get


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