The Saturday list

Time to iron the wrinkles out and sprinkle stardust in my hair, lay my clothes out on the bed and decide on what to wear, scroll through Facebook take a quick look another like here and there. Feed the budgie feed the cat or maybe the budgie’s already done that…

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Page

And the old man with arthritis, he can’t half write us some poetry, a gammy leg one gammy knee, but his written words have the kiss of a honey bee and they hit the spot, I’d like a pint of what he’s got, failing that I’ll just read on…

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Suspicious male

It could go either way on any other day, but today’s the day it goes that way, I’ve been that way and this way could have been another way on any other day. but I’m missing her, the one I share things with, the one who gives me the reasons to live. The sun comes…

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Brexit

Another deadline headline it’s about time they sorted it out…

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Soaps

It was a bit wasn’t it? but only slightly so and as wet days go, not bad at all, I didn’t trip up didn’t fall did not hear the muezzin call, (which is quite unusual as I go past the mosque) Tomorrow, they tell me will be hotter than hell, well, we won’t believe it…

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Tuesday

Scroll up. roll your eyes, have you been offended? wimpy? and I ain’t talking about the burger. get a life or get some ketchup catch up with your shadow, it is so offended that it’s leaving you. sometimes there’s no hidden meaning everything’s in plain view, but if that offends you……

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Thyroid

all dealing off the bottom of the deck, politicians ought to swing by the neck. This is not a political post, it’s just a lamppost that I’m leaning on, because George Formby’s gone dontya know. I also played dominoes with ‘Fats’ he’s gone too and that’s that, basically which all ingredients are made from is…

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Dreamer

  I see the reel play in my head but feel it in my heart, each frame in super stereo and choreographed in slo’ mo’…

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Phantoms

A dark rum and coke and cigarette smoke, she jokes, you’ll be the death of me…

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Urban

And it doesn’t take a genius to see how much they hate on us. The collaboration. It was an exploration of what could be, but it got lost along the way. The dizzying heights oh we were burning the lights most nights, now It’ll turn into a memory remembered kindly. And behind me there are…

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Five more minutes

Trying to find a reason to get out of bed, failing. setting my sights to the lowest setting sounds like a good idea, I might sleep or I might not didn’t get a lot last night but I suppose ( which I suppose I have to) that I’ll grab a coffee nab a copy of…

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Oh yes

Connecting with replying to, watching as the day goes.. ..you watch too. It’s a game we play and I know you know it makes the world a better place, for us at least…

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Big tops

I am ‘ cream crackered ‘ and ready for the knackers yard, today’s been hard and unduly so. I need to move on pack up my bags and go. But I’m always waiting to see what’s around the corner, subsequently I never move at all., to rise out of this funk I need to dump…

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What is real?

reality television comes a very poor second to the moment you’re living in and some live for that moment only to be rubbed out by the artificial lighting of virtual reality which is only virtually real. Illusionists are only good if you fall for the illusion most do leading me to ask again, what is…

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Watching cyborgs

things where dreams don’t be things that look like you and me, the door (whirs open) which spares me the job, but it’s an electrical impulse and no charge for that information. They’re keying us into the system bolting us to the frame and where’s your religion when even Jesus forgets his name?…

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Mixed blessings

For all those daybreaks I have wasted all the mornings left untested and the times that I was bested by the demons deep within, which have brought me to the here and now I think I’m somewhat thankful but the jury’s out on that…

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Brexodus

Thinking it’s time to bail out get the next train and hang on the rail, doubt I’ll get a seat and no doubt the Westminster crew will. Krill they are acting like krill as if they’re’ immune, but soon they’ll be the migrants eaten by whales or Ireland, Scotland, Sunderland I wonder and think it’s…

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Unfriends are sometimes nicer

Are you getting the treatment you were meant to get? it’s a fair bet that you’re not. liars and crooks that cook the books and tell you they’re paying you more and all that you are, is a minimum wage whore, selling yourself short. I could tell ’em to shove but those weirdos would love…

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Questions children ask

I didn’t know and I told her so, she asked again I replied the same. Where do we go when we die? she asked, well, obviously beyond the sky where angels fly and cherubs sing and everything you ever wanted will be waiting for you, is that true? she asked, would I lie to you?…

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