alfie lee writing
jacks
ball,
pack and coil
tight on tidal
rush,
prey
and predator,
one compact,
whip
with
the slightest
brush. cast off,
reel
back,
switch to track what
chances
there
are
or are
not there, turn
in
to
light wheel
of pulsing life, they
dance.
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