Webs

Do you want me to make the connection between the information superhighway and how imperfection is deleted in files that are closed accounts? who plays at being god is playing the fool, the tools of the devil are in the details retailed at 399.95. Check out the anagram courtesy of the ‘Nowhere Man’ “A rough whimper…

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Eighty sixing the sideshow

We’re just treading water, jumping on the spot, we got nothing and they’ve got the lot very nice for them (Said in a sarcastic voice) when we have no choice but to do as they want. I’m wanting out of it there’s only so much bullshit that one can shovel and I’ve shoveled a shitload…

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Seltzer

Well, I woke morning broke to stoke my fire and so I stake my claim on every flicker of my eyes that catch the light from every flame and though things look the same as yesterday today could be the start of something new…

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Whistling Dixie again

Earmarked for days full of strife and nights in the park. I never saw Poverty Rules OK! but I heard the book was a best seller and when I tell her that she’ll kill me. We’re given enough rope and not the scope to utilise it…

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Highway 101

Here’s a post a mile post, a mark at most along the road. I sat on several to remind me I could sit on several more but several turned into several score and many more to go. They fade in time probably because the rain acts upon the lime erasing details, and like memories although…

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Colorado beetles

You’re reading this post which I think is my post the dog sees a lamppost and cocks his leg. My eyes on stalks as someone walks across the sky and a star is born in Birmingham, Bethlehem being full. Synchronising pulling my eyes in meshing the gears, fooling the years into thinking they’re days. The…

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The devil and his works, South of South park

Doesn’t Kenny get it? actually he does, gets wasted in every episode, his must be a lonely road and to carry such a heavy load is probably what kills him. You don’t see Jessica Fletcher investigating that do you?…

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Inhaling slowly

Coming up for air and I knew you’d be there waiting for me, the sea is she is we are one. I was gone for some time weaving into the rhyme cutting loose the thread that tied me to the sea bed and now I’ve returned because I’ve learned that I need to breathe, I…

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Who

I looked out from the mirror, but I didn’t recognise me he was a little older then I guessed it was a Monday eyes red rimmed and sore I wondered what the man was looking in the mirror for…

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The schooling

The names fall during roll call and in no particular order, present, present, present, absent, whoa hold on to your hair what went wrong there, where’s Tony? anyone seen Tony Green,? I made a cardboard cut out for roll call so I could butt out and got an A star for imagination also three months…

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Spiro Agnew lived here

She fills me up then cuts me down makes of me a ghost in loveless town, (south of Andover) Sunday and a change in me piety rules is that ok? she said, with reprobates as mates who needs to look for trouble? The rest is ancient history or alchemy and when they find my bones…

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Saturday sinking

I usually save the best until last, but now I can’t remember if the last has passed and if I cast my mind back to find that it did what do I do then? anyway or whichever way is the way to go I’ll head that way and tomorrow which will be yesterday the day…

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Timetable Tommy

It’s just a short hop to the bus stop and so I’m taking my time to make up a rhyme, mine is the long drop which is fine if you have a head for heights, watching lights flash before my eyes, I must cash in on the sunrise catch a few rays make the most…

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The second chance syndrome

Dragging my feet thinking if you can’t beat them join them. some men are lazy, bone idle, some crazy, not sure if I fit into any category. I’m now on my second coffee, (not childhood) A site of scientific interest? that may be so, a person who’ll either grow wild or go with the flow…

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Nice is a four letter word

Can you feel the romance of a Friday? if so go out and dance to the music, my heart thumps to your beat, let’s meet up later, take a trip to the theatre. forward thinking, no drinking, best behaviour. she saves me from myself. At midnight when I’m feeling light headed she still switches me…

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Nightcap

I thought Scarlet and Destiny were meant to be or at least meant until eternity, lovers on screen are not what they seem and that’s how it seems to me. The Mysterons were a better bet to get off on and that’s the hand of imagination kicking in, ticking over, getting under the skin. She invited…

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Counting backwards

ip dip sky blue remember who played the game with you. And if you try to deny me the debt that falls due it’ll be ip dip sky blue. Backtrack to the coal sack and the smoking fires. don’t fly around the flames dive in head first get there before you feel the pain. ip…

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In the bag

Wednesday and not a day to say what? cat got your tongue? you try to run away but are stuck like glue to Wednesday…

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Posterity is not what it used to be

when the rapture is captured on camera and the end of days ends in a fight when the sun doesn’t rise to light up the skies and Facebook for all of its lies is the only disguise we have left we will have left what became in the avenues of fame in the fortune teller’s…

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