Indigo Joe

Why anything? trying to find a reason to bring a song to my lips. Why anything when everything slips away and we’re framed in the doorway of tomorrow where yesterday is only a memory we think we had. Why anything if everywhere is the nowhere of no-mans land and the fatigue’ is the remnant of…

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Cucumber sandwiches

There’s a lot to be said for pleasantries, the thanking you and the saying please, the how do you do and the fine how are you, the passing of time passing time drinking teas, there’s a lot to be said for the niceties of pleasantries…

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Unmasking tape

The faces come at me from the wall behind the panelling I see them all, the bearded, the weirdo’s, the sinners and saints, faces that ain’t and faces that are, faces by far are the scariest things that I’ve ever seen. I’m channelling my energy wanting some sympathy. needing to find empathy I find instead…

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Directing traffic

Sometimes when I’m not sure I either go with the toss of a coin or take another detour, detours are the things the things in which to find the things you seldom see, but never mind. I watch clocks it’s a hobby of mine hands turning slowly across the long face of time. and coins,…

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The writing

a prelude to a performance. We’re all seeking something and generally speaking I find it in the written word, the adjective the verb the way the lines all line up perfectly (or mostly) beads of sweat, beget trains of thought I’ve often thought but thinking never got things done I take a hiatus and with…

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Little big man

Chords plucked from sad strings and each note brings a memory, the one stop on the stoop of the last stop we sit and survey the mystery, moving to ‘the one drop’ taking time to catch our breath, chords plucked from sad strings linger on and the tears, they still sting our eyes, looking at…

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Precise movements

And the winner is probably the last one standing but I’m standing in for a friend who doesn’t want to be in at the end. It’s a tad non-specific though this mid-Atlantic accent works terrifically for me she likes the fire to be put out by her ocean…

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Death

We’re only tourists here for a visit on a one way ticket and now they’re punching it it’s not fucking fair. I never asked for short stay I wanted long term. Visa expired as I will be soon but we’re all only tourists here for a day…

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Ouch

The Moon said to me, ‘what do you see’ ‘I see stars’, said I,  ‘in the night’ ‘Alright’ , said the moon, ‘see you soon’   guess she’s jealous.   the Moon and I are old friends…

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me old china

I think I’d like to recommend a new beginning that has no end, a day without the dark of night a light to light the lonely heart and if I start this recommending beginning anew and never ending I’d like to think that it’s alright with you…

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