Saturday 25 July 2020

Sensitive to goosesteps and gunshots and

We always hear the gunshots
And then the jackboots
Striding over goose steps.
And the goosesteps across my heart
And goosebumps in my throat.
And the goose fat in the pan.
And the goose.
Just stop. Watch.
Close your eyes. These goose 
steps are not dance moves.




6/2020

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