Sword dancing

Thinking we’re autonomous until the night creeps up in on us and the Monsters make a mockery of me. I am not the camera, not the lens not Isherwood, just a man with some pens and time on his hands to fashion a rhyme Lowry painted me, a matchstick man and I saw a triumph…

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In the blue corner

I’m not sure if the ten spot marks the ‘one drop’ but I arrived at five for the five fifteen been here since then and it’s now six ten if you thought things were slow you now know that they are wish I had a car…

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Thoughts in a reflection

But it is where you find it and no one can doubt it, I found at some cost the life that I had when I thought it was lost, but nothing is ever really gone it just goes on in a different place where you come face to face with what you find. A reaction…

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After this

Then let us drink of the Lethe and forget that we lived there may the river wash our worries away…

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Brain chatter

Living the dream giving it up for the dream some don’t even dream no REM. no blue curling smoke and no crème de la when she’s tra la which is as frequently as she wants to be…

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The lost

Everybody knows when it’s coming to a close ‘cepting me, cause  everything I see, there is nothing there for me and it blinds me. The Devil hides the rule book and there’s no use looking for it as the teacher writes reports and once again I’m going through it, everybody knows everybody grows ‘cepting me…

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Making it up as I go along

Never paid for the pitch but sold shit to the tourists East down in Shoreditch and later in Petticoat Lane I sold shit again made a bundle then trundled off home. Life’s getting hard for the twopenny bard and it’s looking like rain so I’ll sell shit again on the fly. By the by or…

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Lighthouses

We shall wait until the boat rows in and celebrate with two glasses, one of gin and one of rum and watch as the night passes over our eyes and makes fun of our faces. Hangovers are the hangover from some time before, some door that was shut, some other places but I can’t remember now…

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Friday

Last night I dreamt of you and sunk into your sea so blue, down until I could not breathe and gasped for air and you were there to kiss the life back into me as I sank once more into your sea. Last night I dreamt of you…

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Myopic

in the microscope, oscillating, is a kaleidoscope of life. I’m in there too and so are you. Hard to see what it is we can be the slide is a slippery slope (something to do with the chemicals they use) but there’s hope even if there’s a billion or so microbes in the way if…

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The findings of Frederick Freud

Complex, it’s good to have a complex completely twenty first because this century’s the worst. Some times and quite oddly I wish I had a fetish perhaps I do and I don’t know, so very twenty first and no wonder ‘shrinks’ call in Brinks Matt, all that cash a rash of insecurity secures the future…

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The second front

Win win win what a flamin’ feat I got there just in front of him and bagged myself a seat It’s the little victories that win a war. It’s Friday what’s he moaning for? I’m having conversations albeit silently with the silent people sat around me, no argument about that. And the more I see…

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Shellac coating

I was thinking that this is a good time to catch up with some friends of mine unfortunately they weren’t thinking the same unlike me they didn’t have the urge to see what scandals the clock had marked on me a good time? guessing it’s any time we enjoy. I enjoy old time, pre decimal…

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Fiesta position

Few would argue that what we go through on a day to day basis to earn a crust is just short of scandalous and as near to ridiculous as makes no difference. I’m one if the few are few who’d say to you, ‘stop whining and start grinning’ It’s Thursday and no one can take…

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Finchley and Frognal

If you looked like I feel you’d be begging to kneel and asking for someone’s forgiveness unless you don’t believe in the power of a prayer. When the frown lines become the down times and no smiles are produced. you might as well give up and go home. Sometimes it’s quite different I dress up…

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Cowpoke

Have you had PPI and if so did it itch? you can check it out on Docdot.com and that’s their latest pitch. I don’t have a bank account unread I’m a blank amount of no account and certainly not a bank account. and the thoughts dwindle like the sunlight over Sheffield…

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Mr Humpty

‘all the Kings horses and all the Kings men’ couldn’t put Britain together again fractured split at both ends but the middle holds tightly to its broken down friends. Life here’s a menace like Venice we’re sinking the great British lion just cries on my shoulder. aren’t we the fighters? the stoic’ heroic, I know…

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Carol 49

Does this Christmas feel real? do you want to deck the halls or deck the local copper? is it merry gentlemen or doped up mental men? and is Santa just a voyeur? Will the saviour save me from the DWP? A friend sends me a Christmas card a picture on it of a crib, some…

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Five o-clock shadows

The things sent to try me flew by me, the past went so fast and the future won’t last very long bleak? I streaked like blue lightning across the darkening storm clouds and was fished out of the river spent, the past went so fast. My gunpowder was louder when I was young and stood…

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The soundtrack is playing

Alarm clocks to remind me that Monday will always find me wanting I want a double. ‘er indoors is keeping scores I think she’s winning. Anyway why doesn’t ACME take Monday and make it a Friday the misleading acronym is a sin especially on a Sunday,…

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