Dirty Unicorn
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Mark Heathcote
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Love comes no more with elderflowers
leastwise my heart is in satin flames
not whilst my kisses are-
all dried out and blistered
-burst balloons.
Love knit me a new heart in my basket:
'Dirty unicorn', you are my ballast
I need you to burn and circle the moon
I need you now to gallop, unload
now my flower grows unfolds.
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