I PUT THEM ON DISPLAY, BUT I CAN’T FIND THE LABELS:
Wait ’til all the mom’s come in,
Close the door,
Winter’s coming,
Bones,
Remembering a chill
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Karl Hyde 
Any of the Manchester Street poem installation going spare? Would look the part in the man den, framed. Corrugated rhythms…peace out.