Manchester, 22/5/17

Nails in faces
Nestled into chubby cheeks
Not quite yet rid of that
Awkward puppy fat

Skinny fingers which had
Just before, clutched cameras
Propped up smartphones
Now sporting third degree burns

The North had always cared for its own
And last night’s taxi driver is today’s hero

I can’t find a form to fit my words.
And I can’t find the words.

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