Echo chambers

Eccentric? I can be, a composition of me and him and anyone else that found their way in. Generally speaking, I’m a model citizen that goes about his own business taking no heed of the madness that feeds on street corners or of the dogs that piss up the lampposts and trees, he’s a model…

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The dogwatch

Skulls on the skyline and they’re saying prayers on the hill, I’m reading the ‘Rabbi of Lud’, absurd, but good. The jealousy hook will take them away, green with envy and many would say it’s an illness. The ants are in motion, spirals and warships make trace on the ocean pounding away, it’s an illness…

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Wanstead flats

Here and there twenty minutes is where I write. Sitting tight or standing light on my feet listening to the beat of the rhyme. And time doesn’t care If you’re there It knows that you will be one day. In the underground torpedo I go where the lines go and the lines seem to lead…

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Pier 53

They have it in for you and me, Ingeniously they have found a way to have their cake and eat it every day. But it’s not about them. You and I get by and together we can fly away. In the summertime and the washing’s off the line we can build a kite together and…

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Calypso beach

Write me in dialect slang as one would expect a hobo to be. I carry what to me is a maximum load, but to the road I’m as light as the air. And I’m going nowhere as the compass points out, however nowhere is somewhere so it looks like I’m going there all things being…

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Secure units

This was a day and I know that it’s easy to say but it was and as the night limped off into the rising light I saw freedom arriving in the garden and the door slowly opened, ajar, not too far and the angel crept out while the devil leapt in. Double zero for sin…

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The sixth solution

After the day is done and all of the people gone where do the heartbreaks go when the lights turn low and the night flows in, it’s a roundabout. Spin me a silver disc I’ll risk one more bet on this, a life or death a wish to kiss the impossible. And try as I…

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Samphire on the sea shore

When you wave to me save for me no one can see you but me. I smell the ozone and I know that I’m home. Breakers and castles that fall in the surf when the sea’s feeling hungry for more and the shingle that shakes like a pocketful of coins making me wish it were…

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The things that matter to me

37 revolutions. The lover and a drowning man, babies and the blue cross pram, grandchildren sat upon my knee and gran, the one who changed my life so I could be this man can you see me smile? Gran makes me tea, gives me love and if necessary, sympathy. And to her I bring myself…

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Death by misadventure

That rebound sound and you know that we fear it, the slingshot ricochet that moves me closer and you further away. When the glue cracks and the sides come apart and the seamstress is on vacation who will fix this broken heart? I travel vacantly unaware where I’m going or what I have seen. It…

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Working wonder

Though I question, it is more a suggestion than query and I weary of games people play. say what you mean or say nothing at all. I am busy filling in the potholes​ where lost souls have walked and worn out the soles of their shoes. I bite on the bullets of hand guns in…

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Buffalo bones

Alone, I write poetry and perform on my own honing my skills and if it kills me, let it. What use to me the audience? the polite applause is an inconvenience. I need the solitude to magnify the things that flit through my minds eye. But the readers feed me as I bleed into them…

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Sorghum

Every knock on the door tears me up a bit more as I lay here in silence on the twenty first floor. It’s never my door that’s knocked on, it feels like they forgot about John, but it’s not them that I care for, it’s only her that I want to knock on my door,…

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Going grey

If old is becoming the new black and rags are coming back into style dial me up a smile. freephone. We’re in the rip off roar of twenty sixteen and seen nothing like it before. And four and twenty blackbirds are for sure baked in the tart along with horses, dogs and cats and even…

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Out of order

The days are so long and the nights longer still when will you come back home to me? e=mc means fucks all to me. I’m only squared when I’m paired off with you, I am in constant denial always on trial when will you come back home to me? Without you, I move like a…

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Lost prophecy office

I was told that I’d never make it and so I staked my claim on the mountain of mediocrity, asked passers-by to pity me as I let them know how the whole world had shit on me. God never intervenes in domestic cases, I could see it in the faces of the nine to fives…

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Tactical advantage

She weaves herself into me and knits her spell onto me and mercy me if I don’t go and like it. I’ve always been a bit clueless about the ways and the wherewithal of the enchantress, but unless I’m mistaken she has unchained me and taken my heart. If this starts as it means to…

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March of the mad man

Will they pull the plug on me and leave me out to dry? or perhaps they’ll stick a knife in me, but they won’t get me to die. They might hoover up my blood and suck out all the good, but I’ll return with acid in my vein and let them try again, but they…

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The algorithm maker

Analytic and critical I reach the conclusion that what went before me was chaos in the confusion. It’s easy for me to look back on it and see the right path to take, but you make your assumptions about me not on the present, but on the past you can’t see and never will. And…

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The shuffled pack

There was Judas who knew it and went forward to do it, betrayal is a quick zip in the fastenings of night. Sight unseen, but we took it in good faith and the legend lives on. John took to his toes and ended up in Panama, as far as I know he is doing quite…

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