Fire engine red skies

I don’t want to go through or out of back into I just want to stay still. But there’s always the nagging fishwife thought that you ought to show willing almost as if I should die by accepting the shilling, the King and his recompense, but I wasn’t willing to do that so I go…

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Sandwiches for picnics

It was easier then you know when we built castles from Twiglets and dreams from Meccano and Caroline was a radio station, party time meant fun and games, faces framed at seaside shows and everyone knows that bubblegum blows your stomach up if you swallow. Ah, the abuse of each hour when we had the…

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Hangnail

Being perfect never got me there distractions however did and when there perfect was nowhere to be seen. But I’ve been there where perfect never saw had my hair cut short and left my locks by the door and wore out my welcome waiting for some more. If the happening is and when it’s perfecting…

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Who’s viewing who and why?

Christianity died and was buried in Salem, the wise men were missing two were caught kissing each other. I know that if I go to hell Mother will tell me off for being very naughty. The Pope is not available for Fatwah’s on Sunday and so I’m safe from the lunatic fringe. The devil does…

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Ten point two percent

Just the whispers from dark doorways along the street where the night stays, cold. When the morning treads lightly down the litter strewn pavement and the dousing of gas lamps sizzles the air they are there, with blank eyes, they’re watching for the chapel to open, for their saviour to appear in the guise of…

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One more question

Do you like paranoia or does it annoya and canya avoid it do yu know how it feels how the deck of cards deals and whenya fall for never in the ever wherever that be will you see the doppleganganger, do you hear it echo there I can bear it, wear it on my flamin’…

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The sitting room

I seen them come and watched them go and I know not one of those spoke of Michelangelo, it was all about the latest date, the tricks of men and fate the risky business, foreplay for the afternoon, Spotify, don’t come too soon, but never Michelangelo. When and what brings me to this junction of…

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Sponge

It pains me to say that it’s raining today, just another hoop to get through, wet through and no umbrella, need a shell, a hood. a hell of a way to wake when the day’s like a lake and you don’t fancy swimming. Women, ah women I fancy like, Joan, Maud and Nancy make the…

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Hiatus

It happens sometimes that the night fades and the light shines through the keyhole of your soul, but only sometimes. On our Summer holiday we used to stay with Grandma, got there in a bus because we never had a car and dad said, he could only drive tanks and that was back in the…

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Flash drive

Today is a jelly day. a cold broth concentrated consommĂ© kind of day. You must have been at sometime when you said, ‘I don’t want to play anymore’ when the doors were shut and you’d bruised your knee and the tears were falling into your own sea and see how easy it is now to…

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1a Old City street

We take them for bandits and not Comancheros, but who knows the truth of them, who’s there when night falls to pick up the pieces? Hand out and hang out with the drop outs and layabouts and tell me what’s wrong with the picture you’re in. I’ve been there in the round square when the…

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Crossing the Caspian

We are or so it is said strands of a thread that tie us together, one family and if that’s true where do I tie into you? On a different plane where feelings are just the same and looking for someone to blame, I look inside. There’s a catch in it, always a catch. Match…

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Two thousand degrees

But I want to get in and get out of it smoke some A one upper-class super shit, all I can afford is a little bit of weed. Well pardon me, but we all need a lift some get it with sex some with food some in the nude and some in suits I get…

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Fevers

It’s raining here, but my mind is crystal clear and I am sharp, looking glass smart, I see, record, remember. 1, 270,564 neurons fire simultaneously each one a rocket ship that arcs through me and into my memory. I resound with the sound of the echoes all around the falling of the drops and as…

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Breaking out

Living wild filed under Amazon or animal and I lived free, like Houdini I escaped. the chains, I reigned supreme. They trapped me unnaturally, used a stun grenade took me from the safety of my stockade to parade me in front of Royalty. And they hounded me no longer free I bury inside and somewhere…

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Sunset off the Boulevard

I wake to one more daybreak, pick up the pieces and with tape in hand join in the repairing of the broken jigsaw. I dream this, a silent movie Queen screen kiss, Pickford and I locked into an embrace fly. And the jigsaw waits for me to end the dreamery and Pickford wearily unites with…

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Listening in

If war is the truth then ‘anthem to a doomed youth’ is the new religion. Poetry becomes a fact and not a fiction, put your teeth in grandad it’s not all bad, you still get a pension and your friends all got a plot of land to lay in which became the new holiday home…

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Expecting a caller

Like a cat that’s been out on the tiles the morning light with a squint full of smiles comes strutting across the bedroom floor, reaching the door it climbs up the walls and falls lightly like rain on my pillow, it’s Monday again and I need a shave. Saving the best ’til the last now…

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Stray bullets

But it’s not about me or the things that I do or who I used to be, it’s all about you. Change is the inevitable alteration to the fabric of a charlatan, nor spots a fake do leopards make and that makes sense to some. But it’s all about the gaze the lazy smile the…

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Conversations

Tell me again about flat earth, give me the spin again tell me we’re static. I’d disagree because what are friends for? In through the window and out the revolving door, give me that spin one more time. And don’t I just love it when friends can talk bullshit it gives living a meaning. This…

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