The dreams at fifteen thousand feet

Although she entranced me she has to be digitally enhanced she can’t possibly look like that in real time. can anyone tell me where the next real time is coming from? someone shouts, ‘after meal time’, idiot I’m on a diet. in a previous episode they showed which I never watched because I was shopping…

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‘..and he walked a crooked mile..’

This could have been written in Wapping but it wasn’t it was penned in ink by a stranger I met who was cleaning his face with battery fluid, I asked him if doing it that way extended his life, he shrugged and said, what else is there and who cares anyway? I watched his life…

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Indian inkwells

Last night I fantasised that I was swallowed by your eyes, a dream it seems but oh how real to almost feel you feeding on me. Tell me who does not dream and I’ll show you an empty tomb. flesh and blood I am. And then I wake and have to shake my head set free…

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The flash cube

I could read you some smoking hot papers and you could get high on the vapours, or possibly go A to Zee in the pages of our dictionary, she says, I’ll give it some thought. Then I get an F for the fantasy I thank her and she goes and blanks me, this is not…

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The 308th cavalry

  ..and when I’ve finished fantasizing to cover up the lies in my shortcomings I’m going   but it never seems to end starting where the dreams begin and knowing that they’ll send me mad the whole world starts to spin…

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