Capsule

It’s what I think and sometimes do and when I do I think of you and think you might be thinking what I’m thinking too. My little victories like death enable me a final breath and the World keeps right on spinning, I make believe that I am winning in some inter-planetary game …

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Turning pages

A story that ends so to start and begin well I’ve been in one of them ended to start again got on the bottom rung again begun again I’m starting to sound like old Michael Finnegan so I’ll begin again. in the terrible automatic of space spinning out spinning back and only to face that…

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Space debris

Whatever it is it’s on the way, tomorrow next year who knows? but it is coming and it’s coming here. How do I know I’m afraid of what I don’t know?…

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Sinking sideways

Unoccupied, nine parts vacant one light on. the picnic is over the sandwiches gone. I got my self lost in the looking for more and what more was the question at Oliver’s cost? Too much book learning burning the midnight oil, flames black and smoky choke me. I try to fill the space between my…

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Things

Why are the corridors curved? is it something to do with the space? am I strung out being wrung out on theories I don’t understand? do these hands of mine clasp in them the secrets of time? is that why these corridors are curved? I’m disturbed and can’t sleep, somewhere deep in my psyche someone or…

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Shepherd and the crooks

Bleat Bleat some of us have to work for a living yet can’t afford to live and forgive me not giving but to work for a living is the only thing I can do. I feel sure that the idle rich will come through with a dollar or two for the needy, for the genuine…

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Distortions in space?

  just not the place I remember not my town, but it was late September, I remember it ran red with the laughter of vines, how colourful times were back then.   Ghosts that now flit between doorways half lit by the light of a neon can someone please tell me what happened and when…

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