Angostura bitters

Someone plays a harp with the strings of my poor broken heart, there’s always one that wants to take advantage from my vantage point or my nadir nothing seems to be as clear as skin without a blemish. Nemesis, there’s always one more advantage taken on. I’m taking off for warmer climes said that many…

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Sword

double edged two faced vitriol based think before you speak…

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Sunday

wash the cabbage peel the parsnips down to church for morning worship Esmerelda at the organ on the triangle (Bermuda) Captain Morgan, Mathew, Mark, Luke and when we’ve read the verses one to ten the vicar drones on once again I’m going down the pub…

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My very own civil war

I can’t sing for shit don’t stop me though not one bit can’t dance or mince my words nor cook can’t do fuck but I can rhyme take a line and spin it ’til it’s wrung some say, ’til it’s sung and that’s a song init?…

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The decimal man

Touch on touch in so much to think of a drink to it Anyways tired out days pays the line out I’m on a time out in the sin bin Where does it begin to end? fascination Is the patination on the questing mind. I wear ear phones being blind is no obstacle to this…

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Mosquito bites

The mask of night surrounds me with a cloak of anonymity but I am nonconformity and rip the mask right off. designed for interaction I type into an attraction and the mask rips off again. you thought you heard me breathing but I was leaving you reminders as the mask of night surrounds me and…

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Transfer

When I’m suffocated laid on the table desiccated and my bones arranged in order are lined up to draw attention to the crookedness of life and the harsh lights of the mortuary serve to soften the lines surrounding me the door closes on mortality while infinity drags on. the message label on my toe reads…

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Changing landscapes

Single not single no longer shingle on the shore the tide brings us too a different view of the beach out of reach out of touch not so much anymore no longer shingle on the shore…

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Healing slowly

Today I will try harder to be better than, better than I was better if I can to be a better man…

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Written off

Incoming or outgoing never knowing from where an accordionist as pissed as a judge misjudges the keys the audience assembled at will as if brought by some sixth inner sense, sense all of this and the miss of the keys becomes a part of the show another routine for the accordionist, but he’s been here…

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Solar flares

She in bikini (the costume not the atoll) on the beach beside a blue sea and me with a bucket and spade under the shade of a palm tree on the beach beside the sea we build dreams it seems from sand and bridges to cross our hearts…

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Girl

There was a line going on in her head ‘to be or not to be..’ dead, but she’d read Shakespeare so that was fine lines on her face haggard and drawn words from her lips ‘wish I’d never been born’ that wasn’t her choice the voice in her head Shakespeare to be not to be…

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The rigged wheel

In that beginning we were young fun was a new thing in that beginning and in all the beginning again after, always after comes a new beginning, but it’s never the same we could never recapture the fun, the youth and the truth is a new beginning is just the Devil grinning at me clutching…

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Richter

Depression is a legion footslogging through the Pennines, a cohort of darkness and no hope of light. a bomb in the braincell, the dry well when all that you want is a drink. the ulcer that bleeds a culture that feeds on itself. depression is a lesson in lonely, a many headed hydra a Medusa…

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I pass myself off as a replica

I pass myself off as a replica. previous applicants need not apply? why? are we just fodder for cannon when needed and when needs arise who dies? not them tinpot general men it’s us and then the telegram’s sent to the family? I suppose they just text telegrams today it’s another institution that passed slowly…

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Fracture clinic

A shortcut’s got nothing but heavy excuses. Light on my feet for a deadbeat and a heart that’s heavy with rage I make contact and disengage. The next page is always the reader the one that you want to be leader, the one that races ahead of the page that you’ve read, shortcuts to cut…

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63 notes on a chord

And when it hits the fan and the men from the Met’ with the stun guns come to get you, who will you be then? a Johnny come lately come in Johnny come hate me? Gershwin raps to me in blue, Ah slightly classical (It’s the nose you know) Thinking things link or you’d think…

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Associations by default

Banality disrupts the seeing eye corrupts the incorruptible and I sit idly by a piece in a thousand year puzzle It’s us and them and who versus who that counts, but count your beans they’ll add to ten and we’ll have Jack to tea again When I fade just scratch me out erase me leave…

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