Fillers

Missed off the A list the B and the..’we list them in order of importance’ said the man with the list, ‘but you missed me’, I said wearily she still loves me until and even at the end of the alphabet…

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The saving grace

She had a look on her face that invited you to look at her face she was the priestess that men would confess to, a saint for the travails we’d been through. The steelyards had peeled yards from men’s backs and the pits had killed more, The mill towns were pulled down and turned into…

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‘Add to your story’

We want somewhere over the rainbow but no one wants to go there all we want to do is share on Facebook what the fuck is that about? like like wow like smiley while we still want somewhere over the rainbow…

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Assigned

She goes to those rendezvous points that she knows will make the melting in to me ecstasy sometime I wake thinking this time she’ll break me ecstasy…

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When you’re on your ‘jack jones’

Lonely is a lonely place that suits a very lonely face where in a crowd there is a place to fit in with the human race, but what if lonely is the new bona fide? and this question arises when I look inside me. thinking off and blinkers on is the only way but it…

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A bouncing boy

..and we breathe begin to oxidise tears that run to rust dry on the eyes that see a boom and then a bust but nothing untoward that comes towards me only Destiny and she’s no angel. People come and go some I know some I’ve known and now outgrown childish ways ‘not so much ‘the…

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Turning to liquid

It’s getting hotter think I’ve got a temperature, but I thought wrong it’s an ice lolly. I wanted a cornet but I can’t play one so I got a lolly and the day goes along still getting hotter but I’ve not got a complaint about that…

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The basement busker

That suicide sunrise that dies in the minute it takes to wake, every day it dies a little away and every day I try to save it, some bastard on Britain’s got talent gave it five out of ten. no talent there in the judgement chair, they should make them electric. and I notice that…

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WTF part two

A chip off the block? a rip off? or are fakes the new real? Reveal an idea and someone will steal an idea. We can be unique today or next week we can but some would sooner take to make it their own they’ll never own it though. Listen, you can’t buy a rain forest…

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Shower time

I am wide awake for goodness sake and it’s only a quarter to four what do I bother sleeping for? just wind me up and watch me run alternatively flatter the modern me with a Duracell battery, and where would you shove it? Fluck and Law must have an image for Monday spitting feathers? I…

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In the valley of the shifting shadows

It was the top of the mast at the breaking of bread no islands to speak of in the ship of the dead and the albatross wondered as he soared up above where is the one I heard they called love? but we knew he’d been buried along with his flock and the cross had…

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Lucky stars and cough drops

I have to remember how lucky I am and that is some task for a forgetful old man, but I try. She, she, she (said thrice because it sounds so nice) helps me to get by without her where would I be? There is or there was and still might be something left of the…

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Palazzo Vecchio

        Dreaming of an effigy, Dante always gets to me even in sleep where I keep my darkest secrets.   Magnetic pins to prick my conscience, God always wins in the end.   I see the far side which looks to be a short ride from here.   If there really are…

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This is poetry?

Traffic light red means I stay idling in bed, means the thoughts in my head sleep on.. I am a fridge…

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Noughts and crosses

I don’t know if I’ll get there and not sure if I’ll go, but hope has to be somewhere the prophet told me so. If and when (the carrot and the stick ) I do will you be there before me? private questions with no answers dance across my tiring eyes, more sure of this…

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The Argus

The local reporter reporting on social disorder has a busy life also has a pissed off wife, ‘you’re never home’, she says, ‘these days are not like the early days’ he gazes off into another stand off, she still looks pissed off…

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Trying not to be s trynosaur

Ready to fly off die off, cry off, boredom likes to kill. People I have known who’ve flown, took the final bow how I miss them. Old men and memory are taking me, but I will resist them, I have no time for old men although the ladies are quite sweet. But it’s a numbers…

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The 4:10

The audience radiates appreciation, I set store by the encores but ask more from yourself. When this party is over and the curtains are drawn when this when this? I remember the day I was born blind by the lights of a new dawn. Off track? sometimes off track is the best bet, but I…

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6am

Thursday is the one way, you’ll fit right in but what it means is dragging my sorry ass out of bed slipping into jeans doping up on coffee ripping into daylight and moving on the day the time now is 3:30pm so it took me nine and a half hours to say that Procrastination is…

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Following in footsteps

Mine was a long road not the longest road but long enough to learn what I had to learn to turn things around to take my head from the clouds and keep my feet on the ground but every road has a lay-by for dreamers mine was no different except the lay-by became the mainstay…

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