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 otherĀ 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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