‘..and he walked a crooked mile..’

This could have been written in Wapping but it wasn’t it was penned in ink by a stranger I met who was cleaning his face with battery fluid, I asked him if doing it that way extended his life, he shrugged and said, what else is there and who cares anyway? I watched his life…

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Jagged sparks

You must thinks it’s a game as I pick up the pieces to start writing, a shame it is not. Serious stuff when your mind’s had enough and the voices won’t stop, I try to pen out the shout try to tell them it’s not always about you, I let the blues in and lose…

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{I have lit beacons for sailors}

I have lit beacons for sailors and drank rum with lost Captains watched albatross wander across lonely dark seas. I have followed the North star, vied with the trade winds been becalmed in still waters and swallowed by storms. Nothing prepared me for the dangers I now see getting old is the pits Davy Jones…

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Writing the picture

I saw myself from a distance drowning in reflections in a playground with my best friends on a see-saw on my own. I waded through the ripples and found a girl I used to know but I don’t think she remembered me just the way that some things go. I could photoshop some memories but…

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The scenery shifters

When things are as they seem to be they seem not to be to me and that’s almost Shakespeare, but he isn’t here and so it’s not. I have a lot of time for dead poets they speak to me in words they have written in books that I borrow, words filled with love, with…

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Franchised

Skin and bone man lone man into and out of the zone man ‘should have been made from stone man’, said, the man who was smoking some weed. She’d throw a blue fit if I even suggested doing it so I don’t and I don’t. Anyway I’m a stay at home man a seen it…

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Situations vacant

To look at and review every day something new. One more Friday on this highway and the end is in sight. Next time I’ll make sure there’s time to take some time and enjoy it. I’m being glued into a scrapbook so others can look and take note. Moving on as I do, again something…

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Automated ink

Some times I unwind, unline the lines unrhyme the rhymes and sometimes I see who I am. It was late on the coast road but the cliffs were excited I’d been invited to the last show on Earth. Many before me and more than behind me and later I found me sometime out at sea…

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Cherry bombs

Lean over too far and you’ll fall and when you fall you’ll learn not to lean over too far. I like to lean just to tempt fate (fate bait) I rise up to meet on my own two feet the breaking of every day, long may it remain that way. On Friday which is a…

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Catch this

4:04 and that’s not an error it is the time or maybe it is an error and not the time and of course now it is not the time as time has moved on, something I should do but the coffee tastes so good and the music on the phonograph is soft and warm like…

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Alterations to the infinite

The more I know tte less it is so and so it becomes. the singularity, a sub atomic hypothesised electronic peculiarity. in theory anyway and theories are what kill us, ask Pythagoras. They talk in millions but ride with the minions trying to make more of who they’ve become. I’m running interference for a cross…

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Faster food

You eat quickly pick me I am delicious an unhealthy obsession give it up at confession you’ll be saved and stuck in an album for others to pick from. Transparency is only as transparent as we want it to be, but can you see through me if your eyes are veiled? Access to info’? the…

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The lemon tree

If only to know it was Wednesday and to stay under the duvet ’til Saturday, These are my dreams at play the hopscotch, one more notch because I’m that dinosaur, if only I could tear, tore, the sackcloth and ashes I wear, wore for unresolved issues. And then I misuse, confuse the language where love…

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After Omega

What if it’s a closed fairground when we get there? what if a good God didn’t care enough to put out candy floss? but what if it’s a citadel? I don’t know not that I ever did I think about it though. There’s still time and still time and I am quiet most of the…

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Cancelled

An outline might be the skyline but it changes in the light. I saw street signs pointing the way to better times, but they’d been dubbed into Cantonese these are the dark days the rise of the rock star the electric car the drone the galaxy as in the phone I chill out even in…

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Memory card

I used to be younger a long time ago and now I just hunger for what I don’t know. I blow the dandelion clock it tells of a time when time moved so slow and now I just hunger for what I don’t know…

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Urban scrawl

We useĀ concentrate, become an inebriate can you relate to this. I made a wish it cost me sixpence the wish never came true who can I sue? if it’s as I suspected that everything’s connected then somewhere out there is a vagrant dream with my name on it. The heat is affecting me but I…

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Hawks

I hear thunder somewhere in the distance where sound waves bounce off the sky, an echo? a cry from the heavens? a sign that this fine day is coming to its end? It was good while it lasted drenched in the sunshine but the time has now come to run, to get out from the…

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