Studio five point five

I cannot see the bigger picture that you show me, see I stopped listening to the story and the fairy tales and don’t believe in the happy ever after no laughter escapes these lips see I was dead a thousand years ago but I didn’t know and went on living as if I was still…

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Evasive maneuvers

If you’re desperate and you need it then greedy don’t describe it, necessity being the mother of retention. There are falsehoods in the neighbourhood lies that fly through ties that wind us up. Modernism smells of new age schizophrenia but in reality it’s just another ‘ism that we deal with. fearful for the future? well…

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Wintery weather

Still watching snow falling each flake takes me away to some far distant day when the sun shone I watch as it goes then it’s gone a bit like life but the snow’s much colder…

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The difference

I shall build a snowlady a cool flaky baby and with ice crystals for eyes she can see through my disguise, then what for her nose? a carrot that glows? or I could stay indoors clean all the floors shine all the EPN silver whatever I do I do so can you…

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Baptism at the font

Calligraphy is an art that satisfies me, I view it as Zen in a pen,. but when I join up my writing it lets most of the night in and scares me away unlike the day which embraces me a bit like calligraphy…

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The well

Where are you going to put the tears when you’re full of them and have been for years, where are you going to put the tears then? People I know who never let feelings show and people I don’t who do, people who smile while they’re breaking their hearts which one of those people are…

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Three verse

Never knowing just what you’ll do but I still go on go on loving you needing feeding on your love for me, if this is love then it’s the love for me. Never knowing just what you’ll do but you do and I’m still loving you…

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On the tiles

Who could spend any more than the evening before when the morning finds you looking like this? I could have given it a miss stayed in with the cats played blind man’s buff and driven myself bats but I took the plunge because I’m brave. Money all gone and yet John is still here. all…

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Jumpstart

Getting in some me time on the skyline in my free time and I can drop in or fade in, make a trade in used memory and it feels like I used to be but I’m not anymore lit up on the front lines are the faces stored in land mines just waiting to explode and the…

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The bazaar

Dreams that make your body pop, force the show to stop, let your jaw drop and breathe them in, my dreams are kept in a biscuit tin and hidden in the wardrobe. File that under miscellaneous or under the skin, subcutaneous, any information unsought, bought, is probably extraneous and that’s enough of us, It’s bedtime…

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Winter warmest

When it’s cold and she takes hold of my hand, transports me to a wonderland and I forget the rain the sleet, the snow and all that I know is, she is holding my hand…

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Untitled

Did you ever get the idea that you’re not really here but somewhere else? and when you’re somewhere else you’re not really there. Archaeologists would have a field trip strip away a layer to uncover yet another It’s the cat and the cream against the man and his dream all soured in the end. but…

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Travels with my Uzi

Claws at the doors but he’s missed it by a whisker the tube scuttles down into the tunnel below oh bother tarnation I’ll have to wait at the station. So I eye up the opposition who take up position along the length of the platform it’s a war where words are shot ‘Mind the door’…

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Underground advert

Apparently you can see a GP in minutes for free load of nonsense if you ask me I think they should put on the advertisement see a GP at the the end of all time especially if you have a broadband connection like mine and no doubt I’ll be at the end of the line…

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Vacancy arisen

Getting where I need to be out there in the wide blue sea just me a boat, wine, some cheese and I have left a note, gone fishin’…

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Blanks

There are no reflections to be seen a long brooding look at a face I once mistook for a Gods and no channels into an afterlife as if life had no other purpose than to drain us no reflections here along the corridors of mirrors only the silence to remind me of the way to…

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Bombs away

Moving twice as fast to catch up with the past, but making no headway at all. Standing still will do me. thoughts of a tree but even trees fall eventually. On Sunday I pray. The church bells have rung I am hoisted and hung by my own petard, ‘Hamlet; always thus, hard to understand? If…

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Merry Christmas Marley

Friggin’ sick of this why don’t they pick me up why don’t they put me in the van take me away and lock me up give me a cell a bed a meal a man got nuttin’ if he don’t feel. Cold init? or is it me that? no it couldn’t be but then again…

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Salt and onion crisps

It was suddenly Sunday when the no end to the fun day was in sight of the finishing line, I want extra time but cannot afford the wait. some of the things that ‘it’s all good’ brings are pretty much useless and we discard the fact that it’s that which attracts us that turn us…

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Earlier in the day

As the evening falls I will follow it down through the dimly lit corridors into old London Town. the bright lights aware of me shake quite magnificently I lift up my eyes to see stars. When the fix is in and the bars have gone the only way forward is to get up and move…

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