Sinking sideways

Unoccupied, nine parts vacant one light on. the picnic is over the sandwiches gone. I got my self lost in the looking for more and what more was the question at Oliver’s cost? Too much book learning burning the midnight oil, flames black and smoky choke me. I try to fill the space between my…

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Things

Why are the corridors curved? is it something to do with the space? am I strung out being wrung out on theories I don’t understand? do these hands of mine clasp in them the secrets of time? is that why these corridors are curved? I’m disturbed and can’t sleep, somewhere deep in my psyche someone or…

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Shepherd and the crooks

Bleat Bleat some of us have to work for a living yet can’t afford to live and forgive me not giving but to work for a living is the only thing I can do. I feel sure that the idle rich will come through with a dollar or two for the needy, for the genuine…

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Killing time

   I drift past these pinpricks of light in the ocean where night is the tide, side on to infinity where destiny awaits me,   I have an idea that she’s already here beside me.   Excitement with intent and I aim to please, have you ever seen roses like these? she says, ‘no’  …

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Diversions and tactics

Back again on the underground, threatening rain topside, In this, shall we say submarine, I dream of delights gems that sparkle in otherwise dreary nights. I know where I am and where I’ve been but below ground I can dream. It’s a bit like being dead and without the bother of a price on my…

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