Mugshots

The agency delivers me to celebrity and it’s a long way from obscurity but the price paid is high, it’s like try and imagine grey lay with one eye shut and put the light out. That’s stardom come and get it…

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Green tea

…and who will cry then for the fallen? the men who gave all in the service for man. I am undecided. I can live and will die in the blink of your eye, in the way that your lips curl about mine and time has no meaning no sense am I dreaming? and who will cry then…

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Seduction in Stratford

hoardings. It’s not easy to see just how small a deposit can be when you’re being paid sod all and don’t you think that these kind of adverts stink? ‘ a small deposit secures ‘ and in some cases securely in debt. We’re being teased into parting for goods, ‘ get a start in the…

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Tap town

The estates were the worst industrial waste on a grander scale, notices: to let or for sale. Canals knee deep in weed which you couldn’t smoke, you’ll make a joke of it but it was shit. Recreation was a pot of glue a box of celebration chocolates two tins of lightning and some in-fighting now…

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Don’t call us….

With a Hamlet in the Shakespeare, a local quite near and it serves a good beer. There’s a play on at the theatre near to here supposed to be ‘not one to miss’ but for sure it’ll tour and I might see it then. give me a cigar in a bar and I’ll say, ta…

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It follows on and that’s a fact

joined up writing joinedupwriting. Tuesday from Monday and that then from Sunday and what may I ask has that got to do with anything? but you have an answer you always do. if I sleep it’s to keep the dreams safe from dying lost to the world in a world full of people trying to…

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Looking at rucksacks

Deja what? here with no view into the underground back to the zoo. got a feeling that the glass in this ceiling is cracked and I’d rather break through it than have to look at it. Revisiting to solicit the facts about tracks and tracts I once pored over, But now I’m under ground. In…

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‘It’s love actually’

Monday I can do it ‘Standing on my head’ but I’d rather have hot milk and cornflakes smuggled into.. …red I feel the colour coming creeping waking up my life from sleeping dreams.. ..the wind can’t whistle properly it’s driving me insane and that constant spittle soaked Godiva always heralds rain. And now it’s half…

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Of legends and lore

She hidden by a sudden squall unaware of my dramatic fall goes blindly on. I ride on a charger to barge into her, remind her that I still love her, she towers above me and yet she still loves me. Waiting for Arthur? we have waited for ever. Guinevere never here when I need you…

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Breaking

Someone say a prayer for all the homeless people stuck out there, you can say it with your gin when you’re in somewhere nice and warm. a prayer’s a prayer wherever it’s said. These are the cold nights steel blue nights when bones crack. cardboard is no defence against the unrelenting elements someone say a…

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Bites bullets

Greener it may be coloured genetically modified intrinsically wrong as long as the grass does grow you should know that if you alter its structure it’ll turn around and fuck ya in the end. but we do it with livestock we do it with crops and we’ll do it until everything stops…

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Thinking I am masculine

The musculature is I am sure somewhere in hiding just waiting and biding its time to amaze me. She laughs at this and gives me a kiss I pull a face as she pulls me closer and who needs a six pack when I know she’s ‘got my back?’ I do like the colour pink…

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Stick shift

Buying a jeep cheap not a good idea when the rear suspension’s shot, a god should have a hot rod (no euphemism was intended in the previous line) a speed machine, sleek and clean and not a jeep even if it is cheap. I lean towards Shank’s pony but only for short trips if I…

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Going somewhere

A spotlight on this night and not because it’s a Sunday, it could be a Tuesday but then I’d have to say, a spotlight on that night and not this night which would bugger the poem up and then where would I be? You see? good. but by now I’ve forgotten where this should be…

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Altered ego

You stand there like Voltaire with a pen in your hand but that’s not your name and we know it. Nothing’s changed in the diocese the order remains. You are right it is Sunday, a bible or a gun day for some and is the chalice half empty or is it half full? questions that…

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The conspirator

This must be when the lights tiptoe silently through the no go areas, when it’s dismal and grey and rain’s in for the day and you’re in for the day as well. some days are as near to hell as near can be or as near as I see that they could be and some…

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Dragons and unicorns

Lost in the forever of magic but whenever you call them they will be there. Oberon sold us on to the highest bidder from the lowest realm, I suppose on celluloid that’s allowed but no deal when it’s real life. Like the lamp I’ve been rubbed snubbed bought and abused used discarded and magically I’m…

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Saturday and rain.

Caligula like Dracula is not well thought of in certain places, but in history or myth they are a constant reminder of what we can conjure up. the human psyche that part which is you and me is capable of anything. Dark demonic possession as a form of self expression is something we have to…

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Borders

Wasting time to think of the sorrow when yesterday only gives us tomorrow, there’s time enough to put by to sit there and cry and time to reflect. The clock’s just a windmill uphill mostly, but at the top when we stop before the mad rush downhill time’s still the windmill we struggled so hard…

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Invalid address

Fuck you, they said but they didn’t mean me so it must be you they want to screw. Impolite came to mind amid the hubbub of the daily grind I soon forgot it, one hears so much shit like this. Condescension is prevalent in an irrelevant society the way you look at me and I…

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