Americano legends

Who can I blame but the ghosts who dismantle my brain while I sleep, if I wake they’re not there but I know where they’ll be and that’s behind every person who is laughing at me, anxiety? who’s anxious? At the most peculiar times when Jupiter aligns with whatever planet there happens to be, stars…

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The standard reward

It’s not the nights spent in taverns outside of the town or the days spent in wasting my time nor the Vodka and limes I have drunk with those fine friends of mine to tell you the truth I’m not sure if it matters the hours roll on to the days and they’re gone and…

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The butterfly house

it was easy to turn our dreams into reality and then our wishes all came true, except for you (because you were as thick as pigshit) we could say that to a friend, (friends to the end) that’s a bit of a childhood haunt come back to haunt me and we went up t’park larked about clambered…

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Shorts

Why connect? it’s not what we do, we’re the solid walls that ghosts walk through…

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Filtered sound

There are always the ghost stations that play on in your mind the ale house of drunkards, the channels you find when you look at the ghosts in your mind. the lying deceivers the truth the believers the inlet and outlet things to remember and more to forget nothing is harsher and nothing as kind…

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Ghosts

She comes to sit with me at dawn her hand is warm, but time is cold just born it seems and now I’m older time gets colder she comes to sit with me at dawn…

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St Vitus and the dance

Fused blue to the Northern lights which in the shivers they send me become the cure in the end we all quake. Forsaking the worst of the nights so averse to the shadows that wait by the walls, I am called to some nameless by voices that harness my thoughts. Casually astral a fascination emerges…

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