Croquet players

We’ll string it out until they string us up. Brexit is old hat, but never mind that what about Notre Dame? What about the Christians? what about the Jews? what about the ones who pray to whatever god they choose? How did Darwin figure it out and what does it mean to me? if a…

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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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The incision

When they’re all standing around me watching me leave them saying how much they loved me I wonder will I believe them? At death’s door because there’s always a door and that’s what we’re here for, to explore, nothing more…

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Coshh

Switch it off and switch it back on, life is chemical distortions and they won’t last too long. How long can long be? someone asked me as if I knew, but I said, nothing’s as tidy and nothing so sweet as short is and neat which is too short to be long, I hope that…

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Burial at Pompeii

When they kill you for a ten dollar bill will you ask for a receipt? Along parquet floors in stilettos through doors into rooms like the last room before. What changes a day makes to the dark left behind us when the night cannot find us. But they’re all ghosts in grey all passing one…

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Jericho

The reaper keeps a place for me in between ‘the agony and the ecstasy’ it’s a book I’ve yet to read. I’m listening for the trumpet call waiting for the walls to fall but hoping he won’t have the gall to say my number’s up. Meanwhile, I’m moseying poking my nose in wondering where do…

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Twenty four carat

Just then before the last morning broke when we spoke of important things, eyes still glued by restless sleep I keep these memories deep inside…

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Almost midnight

The poets like friends that I knew were just passing through, and the night tasted stranger as the words that flicked fingers like flames on my cheeks disappeared on the page. The danger was in the remaining in draining the last drop, but I found I could not stop and the cup of bitterness tasted…

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Another Rushmore

Eyes that cut into the granite of his face, not a hair out of place. walk this way to the end of the day take five for a smoke a joke the tales we tell and sell me the contents of your leather valise. knife crime? loved ones can’t wake ’em when they’re taken, a…

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The ice sculpture

Let me drink from your chalice of poison fill my lungs with the breath of the night hold you until Armageddon when the rapture becomes the dawn light. The evening sucks shadows from subways on the road to the end of my stay and my failures are sealed in the lips that once healed with…

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Magic lantern Mk 2

Outside the doors of eternity where time laughs at itself upon seeing the absurdity of man making plans for the future. I hear sounds from the cloakroom which I hoped not to imagine but the picture lingers long in my mind. There’s a saving grace if you can face it, if you’ve never lived life…

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When tomorrow comes

Oh no what happened? where did the weekend go Again? I’m ruminating on the fact that once more we are being attacked by the working week. the working class ( of sixty something) should be retired, not wired to the grid. I still have wine and what’s time got to do with what’s in my…

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Raining in Rohingya

It took me some time, but in time I shook the cobwebs away, woke up to a Saturday or did I? at some point someone points the way, this way to the weekend. I am as sure as I can be that my eyes were wide open and I was watching my breath frost on…

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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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Inside the spiral

There’s no time to pretend so I pretend there’s no time and if it ends at the end then the problem’s all mine. this is all that I have to defend what I have and what I have I’ll defend with the time I pretend I don’t have. pretend? we all make allowances for life’s…

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Orienteering

I never thought I’d get there to sixty two, but where the fuk am I? heading to the fountain watching as this mountain crumbles. he mumbles, fumbles in his pocket pulls out a handkerchief (initialled in the corner ) because one cannot be too careful wipes away a tear from the one good eye I…

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Crosses his heart

“May the Lord grant mercy to the house of Onesiphorus, for he often refreshed me, and was not ashamed of my chain, but when he was in Rome, he sought me diligently, and found me (the Lord grant to him to find the Lord’s mercy on that day); and in how many things he served…

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Almost human

I hear the ocean more and more and yet can’t hear what you say, the shingle song carries me on and the tide takes me away. I expect it is age related ebbing as I am or it could be that I’m saturated with the stress of being a man. I see equations in the…

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When dreams don’t work

What was once the future looking up at me from eyes sunk deep on a street we’ll call obscurity and cries heard from people we never see has become a distant memory. another thing I never see are the livid scars that run inside of me a reminder of a future that I could be…

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Second on the left and through the door marked tomorrow

The sands will trickle on until the mountain’s are all but gone and the seas turn their backs on the land Daylight will crash and break and inhaling shards of white glass will take my breath away and it’s here for a day and done no point to linger on the journey we make’s just…

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