Parlour play

You’d know if it was Cluedo by the body in the library, it’s good he knew the difference between real life and a game all the same the body was dead and rigor had set in, which gave the time of death at a breath after five. Miss Marple had she not been fictional would have…

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Woof

Throw me a bone and I’ll follow you home, call me or catch me if I should fall throw me a bone and I am all yours…

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Somewhere written

A revivalist kissed me once, I nearly died. Always a bridegroom never a bride, but these days I don’t have to hide in doorways. Strange ways and not the prison, just a prism through which we scatter light might imprison me, but not today or tonight for I have plans made to trade Rizlas for…

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Hymn time

Let it come morning let the sun shine on me rid me of this darkness and the blindness I see. Bring me awakening bring me the singing of birds and books to be read full of words. If thine is the kingdom let it come and shine on until the day is full and the…

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