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\nof the high street.<\/p>\n
\nplaying a comb-tune
\nthrough tissue paper. I bow.<\/p>\n
\nA neighbour tells me,
\n\u2018Makes for changeable weather.\u2019<\/p>\n
\ncrying until they laugh.
\nIs it the bin bags
\nstacked for collection
\nlike cliffs in the alleyway?<\/p>\n
\nin the lock, climb the stairs.
\nThis is my home
\namongst the chimneypots.<\/p>\n