Charging up

..and now I try to analyse the dreams that sped before my eyes, the legs, the thighs the flow of hair the way the sun shone, was it me? was I really there? ..and 4:04 why? what for? Monday, wrung out, bring out your dead because someday it’ll Monday for you. At least I woke…

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When tomorrow comes

Oh no what happened? where did the weekend go Again? I’m ruminating on the fact that once more we are being attacked by the working week. the working class ( of sixty something) should be retired, not wired to the grid. I still have wine and what’s time got to do with what’s in my…

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Third exit

Not knowing where you’re going doesn’t matter if you’re not going anywhere in particular. I went somewhere else once it was similar to a place I’d seen twice before, which is not the same as being the same, just similar. If I had known what I never knew now that I know it would I…

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Broke it

I don’t know the ins and outs of it but ins or outs so many doubts Lost. some voted to remain and lost never mind we can have that vote again until you win and then they lose out but stay in! more ins and outs than a red light district. this is the democratic…

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When you’re trying to write

light distracts me the switch that the night brings cajoles and attracts me, she knows me too well. My cell in hell will have pictures of Bananarama on the walls and I’ll be climbing them, (the walls, not Bananarama) Ideas are like buses in that you wait for one and ten come along at once,…

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Level crossing

We break and broken we make do by muddling through and we mend. Only the cracks to remind us we are not as strong as we think. I am kissed by patina when age should have been a bystander. if I break again I’ll take again the fix. more cracks to look back on, look…

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Poetrygate

Don’t read too much into it to get something out of it that only you can hear…

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Combinations

Then as if to blind me as I soared into the sun your words came up behind me, but my mind was tied into the star and so I couldn’t find you. One more dream to put in the rack one more going and then coming back and what was all that about? Morning brings…

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X

Who counts the votes if the votes count? vote no veto. interesting or maybe not it all depends on how many votes you got or maybe not…

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186,282 and a bit per second

At the speed of light the need for light is redundant. a flash of inspiration just to ease the darkness of my situation and I am vacant in the columns that march on Gaul. So much passes, past and what time is it now? am I nearly there? should I wear a suit, a shirt…

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What moves the mountain

Do you unwrap all your misery in front of me, and is that a dig at me? I can dig it. to live with you got to go with and give too. I can peel off what I feel like and that’s a neat trick. But I wrap up in a duvet on a blue…

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Beggars on the beach

What do you want from me? a suicidal tendency? a regimental history? or do you pity me in the city me, as I sit and look at you? do you see the leaning towards self destruct? fucked if I can. but it hides well and bodes ill. I could kill for a lager something larger…

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Pops

“you’ll get square eyes” I was close up to the television set and dad said, “square eyes is what you’ll get” I never did. Dad’s gone a long time ago but his words are in my memories reminding me about the TV. He was full of little gems, as if my socks could hum haha…

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Medicine shows

Those who would peer into baubles and see a future that couldn’t exist, how I missed the charlatan also the kosher kebab and the kaftan. I won’t complain about the rain it might just stop a war, ha, you think, but one day it’s water we’ll all be fighting for. You never saw that in your…

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Europa

We become the lemming thinking there’s a safety net I bet there won’t be. but I’ll jump if you do and we’ll hit rock bottom together Others will follow our lead and think it salvation, anything that changes a desperate situation…

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As it’s Sunday

hedging bets. I wonder if empathy is the sole preserve of the visionary. Life only begins when you learn how to live it so I’ll give it a go. I don’t know if I am ever going to get there wherever there might be, but the journey so far has been interesting. Whatever. if I…

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Raining in Rohingya

It took me some time, but in time I shook the cobwebs away, woke up to a Saturday or did I? at some point someone points the way, this way to the weekend. I am as sure as I can be that my eyes were wide open and I was watching my breath frost on…

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Why, not work

It’s Friday so could we start early and should we or would we feel guilty? four thirty and hardly the time to get flirty. it’s raining and windy it would be it’s Friday one more conspiracy to add to the list…

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Rapids

Do you wake up trying to remember what flying felt like or is it just me? dreaming the free fall, the curtain call and seeing just how tall I can grow to be in my own super hero fantasy, but it’s trying to remember what it felt like when flying that irritates me…

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