Popcorn

A seagull with one leg clutching at straws which turn out to be eels feeling it’s all a bit deja vu flew away. I see the seagull every day with one leg flying away. But which leg flew? deja vu indeed…

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Overtime underground

Twenty three twelve and the nib starts to itch, the bin men are out on their rounds, sounds in the air and the night’s everywhere at twenty three twelve. An address I know well, a place where the loneliness wells up, where desperation is in the cup that I drink, I think I know it…

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The square peg

Conform if you wish to that taffeta norm where you’re clean and crisp, sparklingly bright condemning the night to an endless quest. Best foot forward, two steps back. Follow the magnate through the factory gate, drill your own teeth confirming that state is the new God, but I’m the old sod who will always be…

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That double glazed look

What values we lose, but this is not of any value when it’s you that choose the method and the way. If I lost my voice and silence became the only choice, what loss could it be? Ask me the question when the World turns about again or spin a coin, call the side. The…

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Paganini or Pizza?

Dreams that leave you hanging from the opera in your mind and the orchestra keeps bangin’ on and still you feel that hangin’ on is the only thing to do. I don’t mind that dreams don’t find their end in me, I can shift the light around until the night can’t see where I am…

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The Penrith flyer

Memory in motion, look back on your life as if it’s a chain store promotion and the coffin on offer is yours. Buy done and dusted before you are busted and broke, there are mirrors and you are the smoke. So we drift and we lift our eyes only to see that the offer on…

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Brain freeze

Jeez is it cold today ‘just feeling your age?’ No way. I’m tucked up like an Eskimo, (loves), hat, scarf and overcoat, long johns and gloves. If this is global warming you can shove it, (love). I’ll get to where it is that I’m going, no knowing though if that’ll be soon and there may…

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Up next

It’s time to change the record, to spin another disc, time to forge ahead and make that leap, to take a risk. I used to suck on rusks for breakfast, I knew that couldn’t last, how to grow up in a careless world, to leave what passed back in the past. Pay one more bill…

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5 Park drive

Rolling Virginia loosely between fingers and thumbs, my lungs are the living slums full of nicotine. I’ve seen adverts on the TV about what smoking can do for me, how time has moved on. No longer cool to light up in fancy wheels or ride horses through long pleasant fields with a cigarette in your…

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Witness for the prosecution

If it’s finite that’s an end to it. I wind my life out on a reel unwinding all my woes and heaven knows I have enough of them. There’s a point somewhere and I encounter there the Infinite. So if it’s true that what we as men can do under the ceiling made of glass…

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The good communist

Incommunicado? I can’t tell of what I know. Padlocks on my tongue to stop it running loose, a noose around my neck just in case. Silence is tarnished by oxidisation…

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1164215

Converts from convicts and convictions reversed, rehearsing conversations and checking out of the jail. The convoy unaware of the danger back there carried on, strike one. Rest breaks and more takes, is the cameraman pissed? reverse hold and conquer, we will win to win will. Strike two, the best murderers do, they usually get caught…

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Action replays

Becoming that part of the mystery, crossing over the boundary, leaving behind all the misery, I wonder if the secret will unfold for me. I see transparency in the darkness about me as if there’s a bubble of light that surrounds me, all hope’s never lost and that’s patently true. You who have never known…

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Trumpets involuntary

No moon tonight No stars in sight, A single candle throws a little light. A scene I’ve been in sat and cried for friends who only lived and never should have died. Time slows to bow its head a clock shrieks the hour to the hour of the dead. I am post traumatic being led…

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Suicides on Sunday

We are connected in these looser ways not sure why or what that says, just noise like bells that ring on holy days, we all search for the grail. If I fail to see or fail you, can I be a success? If I choose to confuse the two can you? Seagull flying high sounds…

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Unrelated incidents

The tongue flicks blame like a flamethrower each lick burns another scar. In the backyard of eternity where mistakes can go to breed there’s a need for need and the needing needles me in the backyard of eternity. I walk barefoot in the sand where once stood a king that ruled the land, Ozymandias was…

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Tin cup Tommy

What would you do on BBC4 or ITV2 could you be body shopping, eyeball popping? I should be a fantasy on Radio3 while you fantasize about Radio5 instead, I’m an ideogram a faint figure of a man. As I sink into another submarine I can dream of other things and see what tomorrow brings. I…

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Platform games

Sensory. It’s only common or garden said someone, ‘ I beg your pardon’ said me. So easy to be submissive, but if you disagree be like me and tell it like it is. In the master plan, we are what we am and I am in agreement set solid in my cement won’t brook no…

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Overcast

Going grey, time gouges away at me, lines appear like trails on my face and my skin starts to wrinkle, eyes lose their twinkle. Going grey. I might go away, I went once before but was sent back again to suffer some more, going grey. A pointless exercise, I still look in the mirror and…

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Sponge

pit, pit, pit, pit, pit, patter shatters the pit, pit, pit. raining a bit raining a lot, spit, spot, Poppins not included, window drip, drop, spit, pit, patter shatters it yet again. No rain without the pit, pit, spit, spot can’t stop the patter, it wiil always batter me down…

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