Feet

When I'm naked
Animals rush to my feet
and tear at them
pink clean feet being attacked
not from me or anyone
An unknown force that tears
down upon them
peculiar action down there
at my feet
nowhere else

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Nights that spoke

walking through the nights
cool, smooth green nights
olive mediterranean nights
that spoke

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The operas of Hull
They swell from the Avenues
down into Princes Avenue
Along Springbank
Across to Albion Street
And around the New Theatre
Until they gain entrance
Ah the operas of Hull!