Caught unawares

It becomes interesting only when you are interested or have a vested interest in whatever thing becomes interesting. are you a disinterested party goer? I know a few of them. Start Sunday and why not? Sunday, a day to take a pop at religion or if you like a day to make friends with a…

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The disappearing trick

Dinner’s on the table and we toy with it, instead the diet fills us full of joy so we go with it. if you didn’t have to would you. could you do without it and does it do you any favours if you can’t? If poetry eases the agony why am I still in pain?…

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Off the chart

He responds well to treatment we’ll give him some more and we’ll get to the root of his problems. The cuckoo’s nest that one flew over was a different one to the one that’s here sheer vanity or? don’t say insanity, but he did, well we’ll get rid of him. We get a close up…

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Understanding or almost

If it’s not about me then who? you? ah yes you who makes the light you who makes it might be she shakes her head I follow her eyes love is a mask just a disguise we hide behind…

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Viscous circles

Those feelings we reel in when we’re reeling with pain, I am guilty of casting that net. If one cannot get blood from a stone then I know that I am not that hard, for I bleed with the need to feel something more than disgust at the blood on the living room floor. Nothing…

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That question

I thought it was over until you came on over and it started to rain. the pain you inflict on me and still I am stuck on you if love really does run true where does it run to?…

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Thermostatic control

Eighty seven degrees, but she gives me that look and I freeze, jeez what did I do that was wrong that she makes me wait for so long? She has me on vertical hold and I wonder if she knows that I’m getting old ‘hanging on the Siegfried line’ trying to gain a little bit…

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The restoration

Strumming off the cuff diamond but rough I die every time. and every time she brings me back again for one more painful refrain. I write love in short bursts the scarred romance in thirsts which I long to quench and the notes send shivers to bend my spine one time a thousand times it’s…

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Six to sixty

They must be ‘growing pains” said the Doctor to me I limped out of the surgery unhappily. What does he know about what I can grow and how tall I’ll be? he treats pimples and sprains colds and chilblains what does he know about growing up pains?…

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One grain

If this is a victory then let me entertain you with poetry in the aftermath where I lose but who’s never done that for a bet? Underwater photography is not for me, but I’m sinking in silver and the moonlight’s a sliver, like a fish in the river back home. Lost again in a different pain,…

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Complex cuts

I bleed congeal bleed congeal and sometimes feel I’m bleeding out but it’s not about what it’s all about and now I know I’m not…

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Perfecting the sad song

So long again so sad it’s done so sorry that it all went wrong, we had such fun but now it’s gone. I’m on my own again. Another town another place, all I see is your smiling face, we had such fun so what went wrong I’m on my own again. And I know now…

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