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Stop, a photocard unsent.
A field lounger stamped against the folds
of Kentish downs now adrift in eBay’s place for village views and memorabilia.
An alien place for the man in the white socks and hat who glances back at Gee the camera
held as still as flint, as the spire points up in time to now
and stops the bidding dead.
February 5, 2015