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I want this crisp.
A clear evocation of cars
black enough to defy light
and the waxless amalgamation
of snow and gravel
under virgin tyres.
I want to show you two men.
Outlines sharply tailored
against the thin air ;
cold breath embracing
in the space between them.
Perhaps they are trading secrets,
dividing territory ,ending wars ;
perhaps they just want to know
why they are here on this page ,
in your mind in the middle of this
martini clean sweat free winter.
Tony Noon
Your mission should you wish to choose it......
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