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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Six cents

I drop from the plateau stop, look and go on. It’s a thousand year itch but goes without a hitch no one will notice me escaping from captivity and then I’ll be free hopefully. Through every life that I live to sift and to sieve out the wheat from the chaff, sometimes to sit and…

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For a while

We always met between the lines where I watched ink form tears that ran slowly down your face, I wished in pencils for another meeting place and made coffins lined with lead instead. But we did I’d say and did it well mused amongst the pages of the times we had and laughed at those…

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Songs for Saturday

When I was lonely with only my thoughts keeping company with me gone through the mirror where I belong life looking in or out at me, all alone alone such a lonely place to be, company she always managed to find me through shards of shattered glass tiptoeing I would pass quietly prints on your…

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