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Leigh Davis

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Implosive, paratactical..
coming down the mind and the airwaves
the random exclamations off moors
on a foreshore staring into the future-
some slippery thing bunching in the network
is it?    the lines the tracery crossing
batteries of searchlights he comes
in and out of the slow expressionless
jigging of the high Dakota-
explosives (ack ack).. in a maize field
some sunny plain Willy sifts
dashing among the cornstalks
queer signs from the serial beaming
Sierra Lima Whiskey Golf, flown blind



Last updated 6 October, 2009