if someone followed every cord in this carpet
I think they would walk several miles before they arrived
in the other corner
it might take a few hours
and there they would find a low roof
the persistence of arrogant sexual perversion
some candles just fallen over
spilling wax
evidence of drug-taking
clearly some dacoits had just left the scene
following the carpet god back up the hill
the sneak-god who just walked in
snuffles down in the fluff in the firelight
rolls itself in feathers
sings itself to sheep
they coo at the window astonished
as pigeons
twitching their ears
at his overtones
wondering if they should come in
but it's just not the time for sheep
nor swimmin neither
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'snuffles down in the fluff in the firelight' - priceless.
Zoe
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