Travel

Northbound on a Greyhound because I can’t afford the train…

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Roll call

I am missing a cog that turns the wheel that powers the spindle to make things real and I feel that if I feel that I’ll feel terrible. There’s no one out there everything’s on screen your life’s been pre-recorded, what you live is someone’s dream. when you think of interaction the film slows to…

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Prominent veins

Stand clear it’s Thursday today and Friday is near to the surface. I’m still tunneling through the underworld or underground making ground but carefully one step at a time which is all I can manage in a carriage that’s choc a block with passenger who are taking stock of their situations. and I got myself…

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Cuts short

I dreamed a summer day today but it never worked out that way, it’s blowing a gale time to put on our coats man the lifeboats we’re going over the side. And it’s wakey, wakey someone takes me from sleep to this. always half out hanging in and it’s usually the end before I begin…

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No balls

Mechani’ reckon I think automation is a form of castration we’ll al be singing falsetto if we let go of manual labour in favour of machinery it’s chicanery on a grand scale…

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Inside the spiral

There’s no time to pretend so I pretend there’s no time and if it ends at the end then the problem’s all mine. this is all that I have to defend what I have and what I have I’ll defend with the time I pretend I don’t have. pretend? we all make allowances for life’s…

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Inside box 13

If I close my eyes maybe Monday won’t see me, a cloak of invisibility would do me right now. how did the weekend end and why wasn’t I warned that today was arriving? it’s always the way night and day day and right I’m tuning in let the day begin. Down there at number one…

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That feeling

subliminal messages that come through the radiators, radio signals from space, and yet I can’t place that feeling I’m feeling and it feels like it’s all slipping away. old at twenty four and every door shut in your face. Too many beggars and not enough time too many bodies stretched out on the line and…

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Admit one

To give the Devil his due, that old demon lets everyone through. God’s got the ticket or rather he has a ticket machine, you pull out a number and wait in the dream for your turn, ‘have you been saintly? if not you’ll burn’ and you can’t tell a lie because your life’s been recorded…

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Too many harps

Every word a spear that finds its mark in here where the heart beats, where the ends of oceans meet and disappear into horizons not yet reached. who taught me to sing when I couldn’t speak and walk before I could barely crawl? who is it that knows it all? I call upon these present…

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It was never ready anyway

Waiting for the sun to start its dance across the Northern sky and wondering the way I do what is it makes me think of you? and all you really have to do is be there for me every day with light to guide me on my way. I dream and nothing’s real, but all…

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something and nothing

and then all of a sudden it was Sunday as if hidden away behind Saturday night. I’ll sleep until the church bells ring and wake and wonder should I or not put on my Sunday best, a two piece pinstripe, three if you count the vest ( it’s waistcoat you waster, someone says ) Sundays…

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Home tuition

Delighting in spending my nights in with you. The shutters open silently on a nineteen twenties documentary, we’re reading the elements of chemistry, molecules in the chain…

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Where’s the rest of it?

if this is the best then the best has to do, but I won’t have mediocre, semolina tapioca or plum duff, I want my just desserts. be careful what you wish for in a dish for dessert. The ‘diet of worms!’ is sold as a fish supper to poor people? or it might be something…

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The one

It’s in the movements you make and the time that you take that puts the icing on the cake. so easy to push things to rush things to fuse into the conclusion, but harder to hold back and the right one the one that switches your lights on knows this. I blow here a kiss…

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Out of the sun

When I want to get away from it all I just fade into my shadow on the garden wall and hang there, breathing deep as if I belong there. The ivy creeps up and grows on me. the breeze blows on me cooling me fooling me into thinking I can stay like this forever…

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Plotting an escape

Have you ever gone swimming with sharks boosted cars played fast and loose with the women or drank poison and asked for a refill? it only lasted forever until forever came over the hill and we found out that we were over the hill too. If age is just a number I am number fifteen…

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The agony aunt

…and when we’re broken, down and out, what then? ah, and they’ll tell you, build your walls back up again but citadels are made to fall so building walls is just a self fulfilling prophecy. Matching back the pieces patching up the cracks life is one big jigsaw but what helped me to see was…

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