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The Man Who Came in from the Mud

from The Man Who Came in from the Mud E​.​P. by Kevin P. Gilday

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Boarding the bus had been an operation drenched in tension
Like an insurgent surreptitiously passing through a military checkpoint
I awaited my chance and slipped aboard
Earlier than my ticket allowed
Murder on the National Express
Or at least petty thievery

As the engine rumbled into existence
A smile cracked through my fraught features
Enveloping and inhabiting my face
I had made my escape
The man who came in from the mud

Leaving behind the cultural quagmire
That had threatened to pull me under
As I laboriously traversed fields of treacle
Now with something solid beneath my feet
I awaited my return to civilization
Or at least London

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from The Man Who Came in from the Mud E​.​P., released November 17, 2014

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Kevin P. Gilday is an award-winning writer and spoken word artist from Glasgow, Scotland.

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