Growls

face it life’s shit and we get to clean the pipes.   optimism is five pints of cider to one part of pessimism and the opposite holds true.   not sure about you but I take it in my stride which like the tailor in the nursery rhyme are seven leagues wide.   when the…

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Artificial intelligence

a homage to due diligence, he still stands alone. I reference the fishermen on the shores of impermanence, they look at me in disgust. ashes to that which in turn turns to dust and yet we must carry on…

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Psychologically

  the improbability factor attracts her like a moth to the flame   am I bad? what’s my name?   play the music make the song   the words go solo so long singledom.   I am decaying like Cesium on an atomic table   if you think that wouldn’t send you crazy don’t because…

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The 57th key

   Years ago when death flowed over the window sill, holding my breath to still my heart and under blankets with my eyes shut tight against the darker darkness of eternal night I prayed to who knows who that they would make things right   it happened so that darkness went, it seems that who…

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Outlasting oblivion

    Some of the time the time is the sum of all I have been.   Some of the time it’s so fucking boring it borders on the realms of obscene   Sam Jatt wasn’t good at being anything other than ‘all that’ but he was a pillock and a twat but some of…

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Grabbing gravity

 Not sure what it’s about be we in or off on or out there’s always the switch when we never really know   and the dead drop’s the only spot that gives where residual memory lives on or is it off? out but could be in   trim the fat and what have you got? the…

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Mortality

I sleep it takes the ache away, for who’s to say when this will end?…

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In the distance

I’ve been listening to Joplin and Cohen, sad knowing they’re gone, but if we do live on in the words of the song all is not lost. Everywhere I have ever been everything I’ve ever known, seen or shown is a part of me, lyrically composed? only God knows and he’s keeping quiet tonight…

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Going on until the going’s gone

One day and that could be any day there will be some more of me until there’s no more to see and then that’ll be me done, but it’s okay today I’m on my way and I’ve not yet arrived at the last stop so I’ve still got time for a rhyme or two more…

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The barriers

I get around to you because you asked me to, then what did we do? She accrues favours like some get the gout. Hurting is healing she’ll say, and I guess that it’s right when we cry in the night we can smile through the day so it seems to be a half dream, like it…

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Wasting it

The cows came in twice a day and usually for milking, sometimes if it rained they came in anyway looking for shelter looking for hay I used to sit and count the ears on a sheaf of corn wishing I hadn’t been born into this, wishing that Julie Andrews would kiss me instead of Dick…

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Excerpt from the dishwasher diaries

To get a degree you need to be (which I was never) clever. I’m what they called a late developer, the picture being taken I was just late in appearing to be and no degree It makes sense to me that’s more sense than the syllabus made and educated on the lean streets of a…

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Day trips to Blackpool

Three artists for effect a tower to direct the Sun to paint the mornings when my mum made breakfast, now dear mum has gone the paint has faded the art struck dumb the towers crumble one by one and on and on we go…

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Mach 2

This is the odyssey in the unsettling of a night and it’s flight or fight. Run and we lose, fight and we might die. So we try and we do. Who? There’s sparkle of stars overhead and I never got used to them, underfoot is where I put my faith, terra firma and I’m the…

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Action replays

Becoming that part of the mystery, crossing over the boundary, leaving behind all the misery, I wonder if the secret will unfold for me. I see transparency in the darkness about me as if there’s a bubble of light that surrounds me, all hope’s never lost and that’s patently true. You who have never known…

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Swiping on

Eventually, as the crow flies before everyone dies of boredom we’ll all get our skates on and take the lead in someone or others Facebook feed. I’m whistling Dixie hoping someone picks me. It’s not so bad being last in the queue, there’s no one behind you to stab you in the back. I see…

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Not dead yet

Someone made an effigy and they’re sat in a backroom sticking pins in me, in fits and spurts it blasted hurts, someone made an effigy. You get used to abuse and it ain’t no use to complain, but I do, who made the effigy? was it you? Vibrations. it’s all about the sensation you feel…

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Pegasus

Island hopping, life never stopping to draw a breath. Racing through the lace of the sky, clouds shout, Hi, I don’t hear them, only slowing when the light goes green, which is the witch in me being awkward. Backflow, forward in slow mo’, side, headlong dancing I don’t know where this island hop will take…

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Blossom time

So soft the rain that gently bathes my skin and underneath the darkening sky I climb the drops to enter in. A winter here, but Summer never far away. I wait for Spring to listen to the daffodils that sing and bees that hum. Yes, another Summer will surely come before the end of day…

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