Marl

road lost in a field lost in marl

a wound is my cure for anything though it may ooze now and then

out with a tooth having been in pain all day

I am raw and old as the earth

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Monday 28 December 1663.

Dave Bonta

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