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At the end of the tunnel.
Flashflash. Chaotic clash.
Ghoulish shapes shifting on concave walls,
Making sepulchres out of holiday homes.
Overlappingflapping.
Disappearing through chinks riding dusty sunbeams.
Flailing arms spread around flakes of imaginary snow,
Heart with quinine - greenyellow -
The colour of an old leaf turning new,
The thin film of bile on fresh vomit.
Doors openingclosing.
Indecisive wooden housewives,
With squealing hinges replacing the loving words of their husbands.
Walking down the steps,
Over an ornamental lawn,
Where the undergrowth of sad sentiments strewn,
Strangle the slender necks of the dahlias,
And push up frightened flowery smiles.
Toandfro. Froandto.
To the end of the tunnel.

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