Beneath the East Stand
¶ 1
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Within the East Stand’s intemperate tropics,
beneath those apocryphal prawns,
life is measured by flat perspectives.
¶ 2
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Managers, akin to former prime ministers
pacing Fife platforms with friendly fire
and oblique warnings for Jeremy Corbyn,
¶ 3
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make decisions any rules of etiquette
would disallow. In thrall to mystery
satellites, it’s theatrically sound
¶ 4
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to walk on water supplied by fans,
offering vessels for the waves to no-one.
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