Will Vigar

poet. writer. imposter.

I Saw – Another tale from Kelvin Flats

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Twice a day she passes,

each time tutting a mantra

to banish the monolith.

 

Knowing, as she does,

the obvious squalor

of it’s subhuman inhabitants.

 

She writes her incantation

imploring the blessed Star

to spell out the wisdom

 

of her solution. Her omniscience

emanating from the top deck

of the 84 to Hillsborough.

 

 

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