‘Still raining, still dreaming’…

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…That night Jed’s ‘derelict’ appears in the bed-room enveloped in an aura of light.

He slowly crouches and whispers in my ear:

” ‘E cummin outta dem bushes shinin’,

‘e shinin’ like sum black buff sun.

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‘E donna wear no tatter and tare, no spray inniz ‘air.

‘E sittin pretty an’ neat.

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‘E neat,like new minted craze.

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Dat ear-ring glow hee’z a showin,

talkin mantin dat mooved to pierce dat ear.

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An dat finger-der-tappin,

tappin tall tales on da-bone of de stick.

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De walkin stick of de lizard man.

‘E ooold an he no sum trick wit de sky…

De slyyy lizard man.

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Daaat iz why ‘e  talkin iz cunny tales

‘e talkin dem cunny tales to rayze a smile.

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He starts to cackle loudly, his

white teeth shining in the dark.

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” Dem not angels givin baaad dreams

Sri Papa. Dem baaad blood spiritz. An

daay needs a crushin an stampin aaat. “…

Extract from, ‘The Living One‘, by Stuart France.

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