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Mike Bell/ January 22, 2023/ www.mikebellpoems.com

Up among those beer-stitched
chants at their away end – men
& women unequal in splits – as
our battle pitched [end-to-end
stuff] every voice was heard – I
fell with Henderson’s header &
was crushed by my shoved son
[‘nough to have my bent spine
slapped on steps] – near tore a
hole in my back [our corner of
England shook] – A steward in
hi-vis gave me a look – obtuse
disdain for a foolish auld man

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