The well

Where are you going to put the tears when you’re full of them and have been for years, where are you going to put the tears then? People I know who never let feelings show and people I don’t who do, people who smile while they’re breaking their hearts which one of those people are…

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Bombs away

Moving twice as fast to catch up with the past, but making no headway at all. Standing still will do me. thoughts of a tree but even trees fall eventually. On Sunday I pray. The church bells have rung I am hoisted and hung by my own petard, ‘Hamlet; always thus, hard to understand? If…

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Earlier in the day

As the evening falls I will follow it down through the dimly lit corridors into old London Town. the bright lights aware of me shake quite magnificently I lift up my eyes to see stars. When the fix is in and the bars have gone the only way forward is to get up and move…

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Failure in five lines

They tell me we’re not getting out of this and we can kiss our arse goodbye, if that’s the case, well fuck them too I’m not even going to try…

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The overhang

Life’s just one big carnival and the clowns are in control, so the lunatics have left the building and the jugglers are filling in for them. But we’re all men aren’t we and we’ve seen it all before? just as things go tits up and so we hit the floor. I’m standing in for the acrobat…

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Thoughts in a reflection

But it is where you find it and no one can doubt it, I found at some cost the life that I had when I thought it was lost, but nothing is ever really gone it just goes on in a different place where you come face to face with what you find. A reaction…

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Myopic

in the microscope, oscillating, is a kaleidoscope of life. I’m in there too and so are you. Hard to see what it is we can be the slide is a slippery slope (something to do with the chemicals they use) but there’s hope even if there’s a billion or so microbes in the way if…

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Shellac coating

I was thinking that this is a good time to catch up with some friends of mine unfortunately they weren’t thinking the same unlike me they didn’t have the urge to see what scandals the clock had marked on me a good time? guessing it’s any time we enjoy. I enjoy old time, pre decimal…

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Darning socks

‘All our yesterday’s’ was only yesterday which is like today, but oddly enough not. I got pay per view for free and you? At a roundabout doing ninety which means she is doing the same. I am piecing things together to stich up my life, sewing up the sadness throwing out the knife there will be…

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Old buzzards and apple pies

The committee decides on who wins and who takes a dive, just like a boxing match some take a fall some get it all and usually we get bugger all and bugger ‘all isn’t a country mansion, even though to a Northern lad it sounds the same. and the committee always wins. The house is…

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Any way you read it.

Slipping into and out from occasionally feeling something ain’t right is it temporary? or is the impermanence I feel here permanently. Trapped between the ice cubes and malted milks I drift off into Summer she wears her silks is it real or illusion? do we advance to a fusion? slipping into and out from occasionally…

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Twenty seven silences

What was out there is still, still there hiding in the hedgerows shining in the rainbows and slowly melting with the ice floes, everything goes but why go now?…

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Ponders on

The distances between the galaxies rotating in my extremities are extremely small. I fall into several obscure categories which are deep enough to drown me. Where are the stars to light my way? A universe inside my head dying dying almost dead the darkness blends in with the night that bends in through the door…

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Big tops

What are the odds? one, ten, a million ten billion to one? and yet we go on with life, with living, who’s giving these odds? We make rods for our backs throwing wooden balls into round holes like a fairground attraction watching horses move along predetermined tracks and we hope to win a prize. Eyes…

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Kissing Xenon

You’re never alone not even when you’re dead which is probably the only time you have to be alone, there’s always an angel looking in on you to see if you would like to do one of seven hundred million activities not a moment of peace not even in eternity which is just an infinite…

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The motion of men

..and now it’s my own footsteps I’m running alongside trying to beat the tide and catch the Sun before it dies. It’s when, far out on the spit that it hits you and as if you knew you chase the steps you made before…

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More from the ‘three’

No one says no but no one knows what I know and ‘Who’s on second base’ Hymns playing in the background so I know it’s Sunday, when I was young it used to be cricket in the background, times change init? We all come to it, that greater understanding not that we understand it you…

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Mumbles

What do you think? under the sink? there’s pipes leaking, speaking of drips how’s your husband? Quick on the draw slightly raw but never over the top. Where’s Jack Frost? who paid him off? what did it cost? no answers from there more questions from her, how’s it going? she’ll know in a while. so…

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In the end

I think I’ll be neutered they’ll slice me open take it all out and put in a suture the future looks grim. But I can still grin a Cheshire cat ain’t afraid of that but has to think twice about mice…

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On the foredeck

The end is by far and away the best place, the journey becomes incidental and the experience immaterial. The first steps as they say are the hardest even if you’re wearing sneakers. The hurdles placed, the obstacles faced and yet we have raced against time to get here. And if here is where we are then…

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