The Lear

in a roundabout boat on a roundabout sea about to get around to becoming a new me, where the commonplace is rare and the air is so clear I can see almost forever when forever is near, rocking to and fro to the yonder where I go on a roundabout sea roundaboutly slow…

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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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Up yours

    They said, ‘dress to impress’ so I dressed as Admiral Yamamoto to go to the party…

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Cockleshell cowboy

Stripped of all reality wading out into the sea for only I could hear the sirens wailing and failing in the fading light lost the day turned into night the shore became a memory for me and a man walking into the sea…

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British Summer time

Rain, like beads of sweat rolling down the window, same as it’s always been, dripping almost silently to flow eventually into the greater sea from whence it came…

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Night bus to Harlem

Traps set to trap us the trappings we all think we need and while the sand’s running out we’re all off out looking for more traps to trap us. I retreat back into the shell let the sea swallow me no one could tell I was here at all. Naked came I and naked I’ll…

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