The mechanics of it

just put a man from the motor corps in charge of the next total war and we can all have an easy ride. I want the limo with the drinks cabinet and a free cabaret to watch on the way to my death. make some music to make the time pass and pass the champagne…

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The factory whistle

More than fears grow. In the labyrinth where years are measured in moss on the wall and where the mighty call ‘yield’ the shield of truth is no protection. falsehoods twist through the corridors and swirl in the mist Kingdoms for an honest answer are not easy to come by, the knight at the helm…

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Inevitably delayed

Shaman’s up in Shropshire and Rabbi’s down in Bow, I wonder where they go when they go on holiday. We hire out these effigies without apologies treat them as you will. I kneel although my knee’s screwed to a plate inside the bone and telephone requests to them above then find that they’re not home…

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