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Howler Monkey<\/strong><\/p>\n The other two were cracked, A smooth confection, done Yes, I hear your moan <\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Matthew Dobson<\/strong> is a teacher in Hong Kong.\u00a0 He tries to write every day, and loves nature.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Howler Monkey The other two were cracked, Their braincase burst by slips of steel, So those I didn’t buy. But you, your skull Is still intact, A smooth confection, done In by a dart to your lax breast. You know, you sometimes howl, hurl megahertz. A homesick phantom. Yes, I hear your […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7231","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7231","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7231"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7231\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7232,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7231\/revisions\/7232"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7231"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7231"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7231"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nTheir braincase burst by slips of steel,
\nSo those I didn’t buy. But you, your skull
\nIs still intact,<\/p>\n
\nIn by a dart to your lax breast.
\nYou know, you sometimes howl, hurl megahertz.
\nA homesick phantom.<\/p>\n
\nAt night; the echo of yourself
\nUnfolds across your glass case, the quiet roofs
\nOf the whole town.<\/p>\n