After Omega

What if it’s a closed fairground when we get there? what if a good God didn’t care enough to put out candy floss? but what if it’s a citadel? I don’t know not that I ever did I think about it though. There’s still time and still time and I am quiet most of the…

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The gambling parlour

This day will go down in history as one of upheaval and misery why don’t they just fukin shoot me and while they’re about it why not shoot you as well. They say that this is for the best I think they should wind their necks in and give it a rest we are the…

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Off Central

It was always the journey where we made the discovery. If you keep your eyes shut you’ll see nothing but your imagination. Hard work and self examination count for little when you’re drowning in the sea off the coast of desperation. I have threaded my life through the aperture when any point is the point…

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Group hugs

One gets fixated on until the next thing comes along and then one gets fixated on something again. I suppose some sort of balance comes when one can balance up the sums of one’s existence. The existential being is one that I’m not seeing although there’s something of the spiritual residual. If in the letting…

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The factory whistle

More than fears grow. In the labyrinth where years are measured in moss on the wall and where the mighty call ‘yield’ the shield of truth is no protection. falsehoods twist through the corridors and swirl in the mist Kingdoms for an honest answer are not easy to come by, the knight at the helm…

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‘Stargate real estate

I thought I’ll not go on after sixty one, but now I’m here and the fear is I will, yes age is the bitter pill we swallow when life has left us lined and feeling hollow, used up like a matchstick that’s been burnt. Sixty two will have to do or maybe three, I’ll wait and see…

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Adrift

Where am I if you are just an echo? I let go and fell, but we won’t dwell on misery. There is something in the chemistry an element, heaven sent? and sometimes the sound rebounding deafens me…

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Unsound signs

Strange things are going on and I don’t know what they are but by and far they are the weirdest things that I have ever seen and I’ve seen what I thought was the weirdest in many a dream I had was I am I going mad? It’s still a picture show that’s showing so…

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The noise

they did last week and the week before, damn them creaky floorboards and damn my hide if my bones inside aren’t creaking too. something to do with age they tell me, but I never heard the pyramids creak did you? It’s Saturday and early, where will we go later on? to the Lyons corner house…

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Comic books

Too many night times too many dawns too many roses to bed my crown of thorns, too much to remember and more to forget too many lovers and who would place a bet on me? My head is full of lead shot it weighs my shoulders down thinking there aren’t any heroes in this old…

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The buffalo hunter

Remember that look? the one that said ‘up yours’ and ‘fuck you’ I do. I carry that look in a Filofax in case of panic attacks, in a mirror at home I look again at the look and remember what it took to give it. Nothing is thrown out or given away especially that look,…

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Silently gold

It looks like the day was dug out from the ground, dark and moist with barely a sound being made. No birds fly above me no lady awake yet to love me only the dark clouds that are playing shove halfpenny across the patchwork of a black and blue sky…

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Pausing for coffee

Why ask me? I don’t know don’t understand, don’t want to go away from the hand I bite. feed me more and I might. I love it though the ebb and the high, the glow when you catch the sky on fire. Desire, wire me some. Freedom from the mundane is just the same as…

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Answers in ages

  In between the lines on my brow the times of my life.   A storybook and in the mirror I looksee to see what became in the times of me.   The gloss that fades to several shades lighter the night a young man went to woe (which is like a meadow, but not…

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Short circuit

Functioning at the junction where now becomes then and then it was now and … then now again then, functioning in a state of disarray tomorrow it is but today was yesterday when tomorrow was a day away, It’s still now or it was now it’s then. I see the rings spinning round where space…

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Digital age

  Time, and time being our greatest asset what do we do with it?… we pass it around like a bag of Maltesers, it eases the pain but puts time out of joint.   Let’s face it if time is curved like space it comes back doesn’t it? Don’t we recapture those moments when rapture…

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Better off than some

What side’s your bread buttered on and does it really matter? If it’s buttered at all then you can think yourself lucky. We grew up on margarine, oilcloth for a tablecloth and paraffin for the lamp we lit to keep the damp at bay. What you’ve got today is Shangri La not Shanghai Lil and…

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Tattoo parlour

I refrain from saying back again, but this I do, it’s just a nervous tic that tickles me returning from undoubtedly a most peculiar day. work’s okay I worked it out you give them labour they give you now’t and that’s another tic that tickles me undoubtedly there’ll be more of them. When I grow…

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Lost and found

in the summer house by the lily pond on a winters night I am very fond of a light red deer that comes nosing near when I am there, it’s the tranquil light and serenity that finds me in this frame of mind behind the old oak tree watching me is red deer’s mum I…

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The lonely hearts section

Men seeking men, when did that happen? Men seeking Women, swimming in dangerous waters. Women seeking men, again when did that happen? Women seeking women, more dangerous swimming. I refer you to a line in a piece of my poetry, ‘I think the bedroom should be a forum for a woman to show a little…

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