Poems from Ben Ray
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It is the kind of tree-infested black that lives
In the sluggish seabed of your mind.
The footsteps I leave on the dark sink back in
Like a...
“Dear boss, please accept this resignation
I can’t cope with the stress in this occupation.”
“Dear UCAS, I’m declining. I politely disagree...
If you want to look up and study the stars
To delve deep in the darkness of space up on high
By far the best time to see Saturn or Mars
Is...
Come, let us go then, you and I
(Take my hand, there, that’s it)
To the place where they make the cows.
Peering like outsiders through the...