Presto

Do some magic trick my eyes, is that rabbit real? She disappears only to reappear at the back of my puzzled mind…

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Wreckage

Time and I’m stuck, struck dumb, plumb unlucky, but there’s always the chime to remind me of time, the clock, ( bodily speaking) is wreaking havoc on this weakling, seeking solace in the bottle until last orders are called…

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Joins

This is not about me but it should be because who else could see the reconnect. I am traveling light. ‘Come to bed eyes’ heavy with sleep. Here you can’t find me and it’s no never mind because he is a lost cause. Crisis? stick your head in the sand and it all goes away…

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Butterflies

Bri-nylon and polyester yesterday. we did wear them sta-prest string vest tank tops pop socks went to town looking for all the world like half a crown and change for chips on the way home, if I listen carefully I can still hear my dad groan when he saw us, ‘you look like the fairy…

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Popping candy

Making it, no faking, mistaking, but taking it to a new level. Rising above it I love it and Friday is a bonus. On a winning streak after a tough week and now everything falls into place, crossing my fingers just in case, the way that people do…

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Talks to the reflection

What did you want, more? something better than the former? something later than the letter that was never sent did you want heaven sent? I have lost and it cost me I have won and it has done nothing for me so I remain still faithfully yours, strange? life is, thoughts are, but funnily enough…

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Tracks

This is where they grew into the people that I once knew. Friday far away from the games we play, but close enough to touch, that’s as much as I know because I didn’t grow, remaining as I did in the shadows where I hid away, Friday. Cold outside and cold in here I can…

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The corked genie

Are you still in the dream with me? can you see me watching you wondering what to do? no instruction booklet in the subset where the subtext is an undercurrent of hot sex and an overblanket that wrecks any idea of free movement. So are you or where are you and are you watching me…

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It’s me on the jubilee

He’s Coughing Choking think that man should give up smoking. Someone tagged the door Isn’t that against the law? There are those wearing ‘High Visibility’ there are those full of misery such fun on the jubilee. It’s painkiller quick, but it makes me feel sick when i look at the price I must pay. Commuting…

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Frightened of the dark

I’m getting a lottery ticket picking six numbers I believe that I’ll win it. Dream on John, but he woke and the world carried on. Friday, a one eyed, hog tied couldn’t make it, but I tried day and we all know what that feels like…

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Why, not work

It’s Friday so could we start early and should we or would we feel guilty? four thirty and hardly the time to get flirty. it’s raining and windy it would be it’s Friday one more conspiracy to add to the list…

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Nice is a four letter word

Can you feel the romance of a Friday? if so go out and dance to the music, my heart thumps to your beat, let’s meet up later, take a trip to the theatre. forward thinking, no drinking, best behaviour. she saves me from myself. At midnight when I’m feeling light headed she still switches me…

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The disappearing trick

Dinner’s on the table and we toy with it, instead the diet fills us full of joy so we go with it. if you didn’t have to would you. could you do without it and does it do you any favours if you can’t? If poetry eases the agony why am I still in pain?…

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loony tune

Ready get set not yet now. Friday is a line up when time’s up, say, ‘what’s up Doc’, bugs bunny just as funny today as it ever was…

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French toast

I need a shave but I might save that for later. Does anyone out there hear the ringing in my ears? When I closed my eyes and you couldn’t see me, when I was a baby it was simpler then. and now I’m swimming in a reservoir there and back to see how far I…

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Well

I tried for a Friday I howled and I cried for a Friday and lo and behold a Friday came just as I got old wait for what you wish for and before you know it you forget what it was that you wished for, what am I waiting for?, Sunrise is still a surprise to…

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It’s probably nothing

Could this be your day, my day, Friday why say no? I look out for inspiration see two points of separation which fills me with consternation and that’s not fattening, so it seems something good comes from everything. To throw oranges at ducks and hope for a bulls eye (random farmyard) still slipping a gear…

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Island brew

Not going out but it’s Friday what’s going on? or is it not about what’s on? Minding my own staying at home the radio’s on there’s a beer by my side watching myself as I slide deeper and deeper nearer and nearer to the end of an era. Look at the facts like attracts like…

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