Changes

Starting half-heartedly but that’s just a part of me an idiosyncrasy of mine. buying into a system which in turn trys to destroy me is palpably and inherently wrong. I will continue as long as there’s continuing to do muddling through cuddling you getting to the end…

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Scenes from a silk screen

On the right side of his highness popcorn and soda a code book and the road to salvation. Falling forever in love it was never like this. Intuition tells me that superstition is just that I throw salt over my shoulder anyway. Moments go by and I see them in the eye of the storm…

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The match

Quick off the mark and when the light fails I am slick with the dark she leads me a dance I teach her the steps and they lead to romance. but down by the sea on the shore there’s just me and the silences that I adore. it’s a dice throw she knows and I…

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Love is always..

So many good things and to start, I have lost my heart to her, is that a loss? thinking it’s my gain I tell her I love her, she knows and I know too that she loves, when she says, I love you too. so twenty past seventeen and the new year starts to gleam…

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Merry Christmas darling

  Did you guess what he was bringing you were you good the whole year through? Hoofs that trampled softly on the snow that lay heavy on the roofs of years ago I remember too. We rolled time up and put it in a snowman’s hands and watched for dad to climb the hill when…

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Outcast in

Vilified, criticised, ostracised and you wonder why we’re dissatisfied and we’re clamped while you ramp up the pressure until the gauges blow and you still don’t know? I’m not so sure I need a drink but I need to drink and sink into that soft oblivion to dream of her, summers in the pavilion strawberry…

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Three verse

Never knowing just what you’ll do but I still go on go on loving you needing feeding on your love for me, if this is love then it’s the love for me. Never knowing just what you’ll do but you do and I’m still loving you…

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Winter warmest

When it’s cold and she takes hold of my hand, transports me to a wonderland and I forget the rain the sleet, the snow and all that I know is, she is holding my hand…

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Brain chatter

Living the dream giving it up for the dream some don’t even dream no REM. no blue curling smoke and no crème de la when she’s tra la which is as frequently as she wants to be…

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Friday

Last night I dreamt of you and sunk into your sea so blue, down until I could not breathe and gasped for air and you were there to kiss the life back into me as I sank once more into your sea. Last night I dreamt of you…

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Wild things grow

The Devil’s daughter walks on water, I fall and sink into her depths. These maps I make take me far away in search of El Dorado and the daughter of the Devil prays she holds my hand I hold my breath and listen to what she says. I taste in sin her Eastern origin and…

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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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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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Patchwork in progress

Colluding on this we join in a kiss. Following on because after all after the fall there has to be something. About the details, I never read the small print, anyway you’d have to squint and pull a face like a gurner to learn a thing from them. We continue in ignorance and in bliss…

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Hearts

All of your life while you’re looking for love, love is looking for you…

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Who is Kelvin?

I miss them missed them kissed some of them loved all of them. Holy ghosts move the goalposts when it suits them. I’m listening to the fireworks at least something works in broken Britain…

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Higher geometry

Looking out and wondering why everything is passing you by and those looking in are thinking the same thing it’s what we do. I read speed write take speed is that not right? I’m looking beyond the calico dress and the words I could find to impress are lost in the winds that blow through…

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The timebox

It’s funny how you can remember the face but not the name or the games that you played, I think if I’d stayed it might have been different. It keeps me awake and some nights I can’t sleep, difficult to keep the thoughts from arising like my eyes are in an old cinema screen watching…

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When we get to Mexico

The desert far behind us and the sheriff stiff, face down the sage brush all around us in this Chihuahua town, but it’s where we felt the moment though that moment has long past. when we get to Mexico I’ll tell her that I love her in English…

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Fifteen frames

Class the lass had class a distinctive look a face like a leather bound book ooh she was what I took to be the lass who’d be right for me then I woke in the fireplace having slept like a log ha old jokes like dreams are the best…

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