Strange tales

Oddly enough she leveled with me saying, what you’ll get is more than you see, so I put on my glasses just in case in time to see that look on her face and even then quite oddly she looked more Godly than Goddess…

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Corporate lies

Global? we are not, we are and always have been Tribal, it’s in the DNA holstered as a memory…

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That’s all folks

Anyway it is now Sunday and I’m not selling Amway ( anyone remember them?) It’s time to sleep, said Ted, who keeps a glass eye on me, I agree almost but not quite totally, his other glass eye gives me the, see you later look…

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Bombs by Jager..

Never been one of the elite, never been in a clique, often direct although sometimes oblique I have never been one of the elite. So when one of those factions decide to take action against the privileged, they can drop me from the equation. Sunday night? that’s right, it’s back to the mill come the…

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Coshh

Switch it off and switch it back on, life is chemical distortions and they won’t last too long. How long can long be? someone asked me as if I knew, but I said, nothing’s as tidy and nothing so sweet as short is and neat which is too short to be long, I hope that…

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Bliss

There is nothing that really scares you when the monster lives inside you and eviction’s not an option power’s a trip when it has you in its grip, the problems come when it won’t let go. Have you ever sat in front of the TV and someone asks, “What are you watching?” and you reply,…

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Lookalike

Everybody’s looking like Dillinger, Dylan, god willing I ain’t. shoot at me with your anarchy and the bullets echo inside of me, does he look like Capone? Dr. Higley, hailed from Smith County, wrote ‘My Western Home’ on the range, are you singing it now?…

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..and then it was Monday

I pick up a pen again or just go to sleep again like Rip Van Winkle. Twinkle, twinkle, one each eye because I don’t want to overdo or undercook that book that’s in the offing. I shall sleep on it and whatever it may be it’ll come to me, it usually does…

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Canned kebab

Tried it, roasted baked boiled I even fried it, have you tried it? If there was ever a plan for a man to eat spam they’d have found a new way to prepare it. Reggie went Veggie and Megan went Vegan, which doesn’t rhyme because Reggie never took the time to understand what a Vegan…

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Tiling

Saturday night was left right there in a ribbon tied up at the very top stair and Sunday, it’s gone! what’s going on? perhaps the ‘Borrowers’ have tomorrow as a special kind of day, but it’s only a Sunday, that’s what I have to say…

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Daisy chains

We could always go fishing, he said, wishing there was something else they could do, but fate had denied him the chance to have pride in an imagination that did not exist. Stretching out like a cat uncurling flexing. I used to do it if you can believe it stretching out like a flag unfurling…

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Last night

I got lost in the best of it you reminded me about the rest of it and now it’s Sunday morning…

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When Sunday falls

For the times we’re not sure for the work we endure, is there a cure? will someone assure me will someone insure me against all of these trials…

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People people

Moving on another John, you say, ‘I never set out to meet the guy he just happened I don’t know why’ aye, says I, just passing by, says I. Serendipity is only there to trip me up and the incidence of coincidence is purely random. He’s handsome anyway in that handsome rugged way, I wish…

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Sunday resolved

Going for a run so I start to gun the motor, get my arse up off the sofa then think, hah who the fuck is it I’m kidding with ideas forever skidding off the plate? hesitate belongs to me wait and see is mine as is another time get your own melody leave me talking…

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Negev nomad

The unexpected I expect but I expect that you do too. In the Shires no dreaming spires just spikes to keep the homeless wakeful, that’s hateful. This ‘green and pleasant land’ ruled by a thieving ragtag band only gives a helping hand when pushing you over the edge. I could emigrate, hibernate or just hate…

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Graduating

My downfall is the tyranny of alcoholic incoherency, no one seems to notice me when I am on the floor…

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Rubies bleed too

I wonder where would we be without China and tea and no cows for the milk no worms, no silk no Santa Claus, pause does Claus have an e on the end? I wonder. Lucky for me that I love Tennessee and Williams is luckier for that, but if the truth’s to be told we’re…

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Almost midnight

The poets like friends that I knew were just passing through, and the night tasted stranger as the words that flicked fingers like flames on my cheeks disappeared on the page. The danger was in the remaining in draining the last drop, but I found I could not stop and the cup of bitterness tasted…

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Dragons

They took China out from every equation, but the Orient wasn’t the major problem. they that never look at the shadows cast yet stand before the mast as Captains of the ships should come to grips with what is wrong or it’s going to be a seeya later, sayonara and tomorrow It’s Sunday, done the…

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