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Sunday
Apr052009

Benjamin Péret

A chicken paces back and forth in a snuff box
which is a very fitting burial place
for a polishing brush
toothless like the minister of agriculture
and so feeble
you would want to hang it
like a sack of onions from the edge of the roof
to drive away the swallows
that without that would come to nip at our heels
to make us long for the doubledecker bus

Read more about him on Colin Herd's blog.

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