Contours

There are no lines here to mark where pain merges in with the fear and again, there are no lines here, but somewhat scored by scars I have a pretty good idea…

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Pounds per square inch

  When does the fullness of time gather its wits and fill this glass of mine?   The uncertainty swallows me allows me to ponder on imponderables   The outcome of probabilities become possibilities to look into, and I’ll look into that…

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Answers in ages

  In between the lines on my brow the times of my life.   A storybook and in the mirror I looksee to see what became in the times of me.   The gloss that fades to several shades lighter the night a young man went to woe (which is like a meadow, but not…

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Focus grouped

  They talk again of poverty I see Armani suits leather armchairs Chelsea boots but they yell at me to tell to me there’s hope all I see’s poverty.   This will always be the case in any case it always was, those that have because they do and you and me in poverty.  …

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