How long does a poem have to be before it can be labelled "epic"? I don't know. This is long, though.
My favourite part of this epic / long poem is:
"I’m writing this in
pencil on my knee,
Using my other
hand to stop me yawning,
Upon a primitive,
unsheltered quay
In the small
hours of a Wednesday morning... "
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