Insights

MostlyI agree withPaul Valéry,I am just not sureif his war is the warwe are still fighting. if you’re mentioned in dispatchesthe catch isyou’re sometimes dead,…

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Not quite six

Twenty four degrees today?maybecould be,should be,I’ll wait and seebut it looks unlikely, not that I know what unlikelylooks like, it’slikely unlikely looks like me. still,I’ll wait and see…

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Bible study

In the afterlifewhich comes after lifeaccording to the big book,I’m going to take some timeto take a look at coming back,butnot as Julius Caesarhe’s been donenor as Genghis Khan, I might come back and be myselfan ordinary man…

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Inclement

I could always wear a shower cap to keep my ‘barnet’ dryI could try to dodge the raindrops that are falling from the skyorI could stay at home and wonder,where has the Summer gone?where is the Sun and gentle breeze?these things alone are things weleave our homes for, it’s not the traipsing ’round the bargain…

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Life is a but

Row row, row,skid row’s turning upmore and morefrom the urban mythtothe ocean shorerow, row, row. another rowis death rowhowdya feelabout that? Blame it on the wax in your ears orthe cranky old dears that have seentoo many yearsor it could be the way that society’sgoing today, we’ll still roweven if we don’t knowwhere we are…

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Pink paper aeroplanes

The page is blank?look!not a smudge of ink, if you blinkyou’ll miss nothingbecause there’s nothinghere to miss. someone says,‘that’s a bit Kaiser’what the fuck does that mean?I’m none the wiser. the answer?it’s probably in the dreams thatwe try to connect withwhereeverything’s acceptable, I can never remember them…

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Books

What happenedto psalm twenty-threewhere we shall not want? Any changes should be postedon the doors of All-Hallowsorhow are we supposed to know?…

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Weights

It’s a delaying tactic,we have tofind the lady in athree-card trick, are you sick of the stonewallhave you been thrown to the dogs? You hum along to‘Mack the knife’not realisinghe’s taking your lifeandyou’re wastage. I’m putting some time into look for that silver lining,there areplenty more clouds in the sky…

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Snippy

When a morning at the hairdressersis a weight off your mind. a purple robe below the ear lobesand a white paper collar made melook like an archbishop,which is better than an archcriminalalthough that’s probably debatable…

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Beachcombers

Sometimes beside the seawhere the sand tickles your toesand our thoughts can run freewe become Kings of the castlesor buried by our children. from steep cobbled streetssails look like sheetsdrying on the line…

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The Taiwanese tapes

.and then the instructions advised me to press play and record simultaneously. That old cassette deck was my best friend,I could ramble away to it and it didn’t complainone little bit. I Wore it out eventually,but it died a noble deathwith my wordson its last breath. they don’t make them like they used too…

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Tea time

My destiny waits patientlythe time has not yet come, I make lapsang souchong,yetdrink in the Summer sun…

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The flash cube

That space between the viewfinder and the subject, that three feet to infinity which always startles me, being either too close or too far. It must be that eternity also resides in that spaceI’ve seen those faces from the pastthe, oh! take me quick in a picture post lookand in some faces, the book of…

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A recent survey

We study in a study those studies and those studies we study can suggest that those studying know best I have been in many studies but never studied,always in a hurry, ( hurried could have been betterused for the rhyme ) but not having the time beingin a hurryI never gave it enough thought…

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10 green bottles

losing your marbles, aged six istotally different from losing yourmarbles, aged sixty,trust meI know. things that make you cry and you think you’re going to die if they happen once again,things that make you wince with pain and things that make you laugh with joy, That box full of blue is the window you look…

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Sons of social media

Scrolling down only to scroll back up,life, it seems, is rolling your eyes at thepasture of dreams but not grazing,only joining the seams where your gazesits light on the sights that you see, thenights where you’ve been with those queensof desires, the lit and the unquenching of fires,the needs, oh desires, the wires you’ve walked…

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Done and we are

We never think because we never do, we just assume that we’ll all pull through, almost as if the needle and thread are all in the head,one day because I can’t multitask I will ask the right questions, put sixpence in the slot and get lots of answers,but not today, I can’t afford to fritter…

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Plutonium utopia

I hope you all knowthat we will have to wake upwe will have to dress againgo out again, catch the trainand go to work again but the dream was so good…

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Counting ducks

Nine hours goneandit’s nine twenty-one.the day marches onmuch like the infantry the infant methinks they’re toy soldiersthe adultknows they are not. ps it’s nine twenty-five now…

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