Feeling poorly

Light headed and headed to bed switching off in the dark I’ll be led to those magical sites of Arabian nights light headed and headed to bed…

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Mobiles

I could experiment with the Grand old Duke, take a regiment and march them men up hill. down dale to the sea or just be me and sit here on the sofa to watch TV. Sunday used to be something other than remote…

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Neverlanding

My dreams are of Peter but it’s Wendy I really adore. Strangely subconsciously Pan attracts me of that I cannot say more…

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6/10, could do better

You can’t consider living until you’ve done your share of dying and you’re not dead nearly long enough for that but you’ll kid yourself you’re minto just to go out with the beau who’s got the biggest reputation, I’m busy wiring up the footnotes to the signals at the station the express can wait a mo’…

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The weirdest things

They’ll end in asylums crocheting drum kits for the hard of hearing because nothing is sacred when you cook with propane let confusion rain down on their heads. It’s Saturday entertainment rich men in their element gawking at inmates and they get in at mates rates because they know the chief ‘shrink’ I’m knitting torpedoes…

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Just made it

The best of plans rely on man’s ingenuity and that’s most assuredly true. It would have been a crime were I not on time leaving early as I did. Aware that time will not wait to hesitate is another crime. Dreadlocks with flip flops I’ve not seen that on the tube before one more suitcase…

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Just watching

Young lad with the black hat another using an iPhone app, old lady reading ‘Womans Own’ an out of date copy if my eyes don’t deceive me, Indian girl sleeping and the door keeps on opening but we’re at ”Bank’ station so it’s a usual occurrence. Jumping the gap the man in the black hat…

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Smoke signals

Ask what the sage would see with eyes that see right through me to gaze at a twinkling star and that faraway look could write pages, a book that would be read for centuries to come. The wise men who eye men to weigh up their worth the harlots who scream at their birth, who…

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Kin

When the words that you write have been written are like a song that no one will sing and the day lingers on long into the night where relief can be bought for a dollar a fix and your dreams can be mixed in with what is it sticks in your mind? Never seen a…

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Who needs King George?

I’ve been taken off the list and so I’ll go out on the lash and get absolutely pissed forget that I have missed out yet again forget the overwhelming pain until I wake up with my head stuck down the drain wishing I were dead but then the hangover which hung over me like a thunderstorm…

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The pixies

Towering blocks that rise above blocks that nestle below and below them smaller blocks the pixies have gone all hail the rise of the Pokémon. We’re all on the tilt side and society lied when it said life’s not a game…

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Probable cause

We often overshoot the Moon as we wing our way up to the stars and yet we can’t get back to yesterday but give me the opportunity to get back there to a younger me and I wonder if I would take it…

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‘Stargate real estate

I thought I’ll not go on after sixty one, but now I’m here and the fear is I will, yes age is the bitter pill we swallow when life has left us lined and feeling hollow, used up like a matchstick that’s been burnt. Sixty two will have to do or maybe three, I’ll wait and see…

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Ten

If you kill me with kindness will I like it?…

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Bender

Corkscrews in the jugular and wine sat there in front of you, cheese and pickle on the sofa so far and it’s so good. But then the morning comes to frisk you and empty glasses all around you when they find the blood it won’t look good for you. Make excuses leave the party, if…

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That’s what…

it’s only when it grabs you by the throat and coats you in its darkness that you sit back and enjoy it and boy you didn’t even know that you were in it but it’s puking in the toilet bowl and crying in the curtains certain that you’re dying and it’s not for want of…

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Here’s a quickie

Blundering into Sunday and wondering why so early? And yet life is ablaze with the light of these days so I rise. There’s sleep in my eyes I should have left that in bed but I never, washing my face instead does the trick. Picking out socks thinking how my life rocks, if Mother could…

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Late forties

We never thought of how smart we were or where life would lead us as long as it liked us and then the baby was born, scorn and derision a black and white commercial a break from the tedium and talking of them we couldn’t be them when we were too busy being us. The…

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