The edges of me have holes in.
Gaps in the fortifications, making it easier for you –
to ping your view of me, into the spaces, thinking to make your mark, but
I’ve played your table games before, in other places, with other players, and your
view of me, pings back, at you – making me happy with me.
Copyright owned by Jay Cool, July 2019
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Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.
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