What we fear

Blame it on the jeans the tightest jeans, her watch seems slow but tells the right time, it’s not my time that’s too obvious, she watches though oblivious to me, tick tock tick and I think, pick another time, watch as she takes another line to dissect me, like an insect she devours me, I…

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Drifts aimlessly

time to sit and stew to think of everything but mostly you and me, make some tea leave it to brew sit and stew think of you and find the tea’s gone cold. Correct me if I’m wrong but nothing matters except matter, without matter we would be scattered to become untied and unlit atoms…

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Loading, please wait

I’m just wondering if there’s a space or a place where they go, where what go? well, where do all the posts and tweets go that are unavailable? Is there an acceptable repository for what Facebook and Twitter don’t want you to see? or is it just me being nosey?…

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Glimpses valleys

I could blame it on society the way they hotwired crime and time in me blame all the grime I see on this dysfunctional society, but no, I take the bow take the drop the blaming thingy has to stop and lo’ it stops at my door. Dear Lord, there’s no need to applaud or…

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Is it poetry yet

Tube full weather dull, Bethnal Green looks grey but it’s Saturday and you can’t win them all. #foreverfalling…

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The Saturday list

Time to iron the wrinkles out and sprinkle stardust in my hair, lay my clothes out on the bed and decide on what to wear, scroll through Facebook take a quick look another like here and there. Feed the budgie feed the cat or maybe the budgie’s already done that…

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Capital

Everything is free until they come for you as they came for me, see, the biggest scam they ever worked was fooling us into working, a bit of Penn and Teller? no they’re the good guys they only fool your eyes not your hopes. And I am not sinking I’m just floating underwater…

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Back soon

Laugh, write about love and bite me awake, let me shake those cobwebs from the rafters, clear my mind and listen to you. What’s what for if not to write more and it doesn’t matter if you don’t understand, I get therapy 100 bucks a session, to cure depression? or to prove my obsessions are…

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Gordon Wilkes Jnr

these are the dreams of an inspired individual, colorful and never dull, creating youth from the statues that line overgrown gardens finding truth in Medusa and her eyes. Underneath the clock at Waterloo awaiting the soldiers return. It’s a fight to the death last one to draw breath wins I draw an ace from the…

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‘Not only but also’

So, you’re offended that I offended you and they’re offended that we’re offended, we’re offended that they’re offended, we’ll all be unfriended and that’s offended me, who’s left to be offended? we should grow a pair, but that’ll offend someone out there, it’s keeping quiet time, say nothing to no one post no pictures, do…

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Passengers

Socrates, the philosopher not the footballer, although I guess they both kicked things around, one on the field of play and one back in the day when philosophy made for a great party. me and ‘crazy horse’ civilisation? tea? but of course and a Garibaldi. Brokers. Carving the dinner every one a winner except for…

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When Saturday don’t sit right

You might not want to believe, but forced into the food they feed you are chains of molecules that can only lead you to wanting more, if the proof is in the pudding what more than proof is it you need? Addiction on a grander scale. let’s get ’em hooked suck ’em in and take…

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Snakes and adders

What defines us is the minus and we’re on a sliding scale, some will rise above it all (Kilroy on the garden wall) some will sink into oblivion which leaves the rest to carry on. Mindlessly we sit and stare bearing in mind we may not be there, but someone is. This is like a…

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Rearranging the cells

Stay in bed Saturday? a dream away lazy day? no way, I have to labour if only to feel as Hercules did. So I slid off the mattress to dress and stood a bit taller, if only to impress the mirror which looks a bit more like me the more that I see it. They’ve…

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Sleepers

In this my garden of Gethsemane where I prayed The agony overtook me. The foreseeing of that which would come the being of the only Son, the pain of one was multiplied until the one cried out, my god my god why? Olives stuffed with pimiento a memento from the mount…

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Decanting the sherry

We built the snowman with white bricks and a sheet of blue tarpaulin then it started snowing, that’s sod’s law. Ebeneezer, he’s a geezer that we know and not a character from some old Dickensian tearjerker stopped by to say hello and collect the rent. and then we waited for the sleigh bells and we…

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Incoming

Just a product off the shelf help yourself, the resistance is in the mobility to get the hell out of there willingly before they shut you down totally. fight tooth and nail fail and fight again. Christmas? it had to be and anywhere else but Calgary…

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Round four

For what little good life does for me I may as well be plugged into the electricity switching the wires and getting it free, don’t tell the L.E.B. Feels like I’m boxing with shadows with rocks in my head, feet formed from clay and somewhere it’s Saturday the knock out drop. it will stop it…

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When you’re trying to write

light distracts me the switch that the night brings cajoles and attracts me, she knows me too well. My cell in hell will have pictures of Bananarama on the walls and I’ll be climbing them, (the walls, not Bananarama) Ideas are like buses in that you wait for one and ten come along at once,…

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