Refraction

What does the mirror know? that’s not me. it could be a future memory but it’s definitely not me, it’s telling me about the elderly but I’m not there yet, get thee away from me Satan I’m waiting on the young boy John…

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Strata

Always been trapped and there was no escape and the warder said stay because this is your fate and the clock laughed out minutes that turned into more and the only idea was to think up a door, so I did and the door opened inwards to go deeper inside where the more that I…

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Meeting up with misery

Because it’s a Sunday you open your eyes carefully waiting for the Panadol to kick in, but your head’s in a saucepan and you’re not the man you once were. Swear? I could do and where would that take me? Anyway I won’t drink today or maybe because it’s a Sunday a small glass of…

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