The induction

Make the common ground between you your space, eye to eye let’s face the facts, like attracts. like it? they do I do but that’s nothing new, not the ground nor the space, the facts stare us in the face. The comfort zone is outside of zone six…

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Camel train

What a great start to the day, but then I woke the dreams like the night faded away into one more mind numbing Wednesday and it’s okay ok? it won’t last forever only forever lasts that long. But I really don’t mind it’s only one day a week it’s just the one day that reminds…

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Remembering ‘Soylent…’

Snap and then drool with the vastly improved brand new cyanide capsule available at selected outlets for outcasts ingrates madmen and inmates. you may laugh but it’s coming euthanasia will be phased in and they will put our lights out, in this example ‘our’ refers to all of you called me and most of me…

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One hump or two?

Stay in bed today make Wednesday a better day, Concrete dreams with alabaster seams crumble in the morning light it only hurts when I wake…

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Someone said

Made of clay or it was yesterday, the colours seem to collide and my eyes melt into the scenery, Concrete! definitely, but somehow soft like the sand or the donkey shit. I could rebuild it but it wouldn’t be the same, People would forget the original name as I too would be forgotten. Shadows here…

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Live feed

Wednesday? and I want to play with the friends that I made in a dream. But I wake up and take a stake in the day burnt toast with a café au lait (that’s French tha’ knows ) I started to whistle in tune with the kettle took two of those tablets that settle the…

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Loading Wednesday

If it takes me forever I might never get there but no one was listening One day when I’m old enough to portray a life I’ll write poetry and that’s another forever that’ll never get here…

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The lemon tree

If only to know it was Wednesday and to stay under the duvet ’til Saturday, These are my dreams at play the hopscotch, one more notch because I’m that dinosaur, if only I could tear, tore, the sackcloth and ashes I wear, wore for unresolved issues. And then I misuse, confuse the language where love…

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The Crimplene conspiracy

The things that are sewn into dreams, if you show me your seamstress who must be a wonderful person I’ll show you mine, A euphemism like the catechism must be well rehearsed. It’s just turned three and the absence of noise is getting to me, this silence in the lead up to the breaking of…

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Travels in the system

Under what wood? what’s good? it’s Wednesday and not the sort of day to make sport of. I’m on my way and there’s nothing new in that. Perhaps this collapse will find a new galaxy or just more burnt out stars Structures are the restraints that hold me down London Town being one of them,…

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Midweek

There’s a lot of them and by them I mean Wednesday men so many I could write an essay. If you’re looking for a message you’ll have to manage without one this is just me prattling on and rattling off what’s on my mind. In the labyrinth there was no Minotaur only a sealed door…

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Travels with my Uzi

Claws at the doors but he’s missed it by a whisker the tube scuttles down into the tunnel below oh bother tarnation I’ll have to wait at the station. So I eye up the opposition who take up position along the length of the platform it’s a war where words are shot ‘Mind the door’…

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Four thirty plus

Wednesday is a trap which we willingly fall into, thinking as we do that the week’s half way through. but it’s downhill from here which is a trifle bit queer because it feels like I’m in second gear. I’ll be awake for as long as it takes. I did dream I do dream would you dream…

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