Changeable

The Cumulus are accumulating and like ladies dressed in white they’re waiting, I’m waiting too and the storm is brewing. Are you the hotshot, two tot rum kind of guy, the one who never watches clouds the one who likes to be alone the one who feels quite crowded in a gathering of three? Well…

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Dripping

Lard that’s what it was and that’s what it is that makes us Northerners so hard, as tough as old boots my dad used to say and he had his Lard every day, sometimes it doubled as Brylcreem as mad as that might seem, but we were poor then even though a pint of brown…

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Anyone for tennis?

Everyone has a favourite conspiracy all designed to put the fear in me, but you’ve got to make your own mind up because No one else can do that puzzle. and if I shout it out they’ll muzzle me, shot with an Armalite or an MK 3 and that’ll be the end of me…

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What time is it?

How are things grabbing you now that the shit’s hit the fan? ..and it came to pass. The wolves of society were not drugs or the homeless, not cigarettes nor lack of sobriety they were in fact viruses which attacked the roots. Call out to your Mama, don’t let me fall. And now we’re isolated…

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Part two

The memory banks break ranks and scatter to the four winds. Can’t remember a thing now how did that happen and why? Brain cells die an echo tells me but I already forgot…

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Temples of the moon

Germ warfare welfare healthcare, don’t care? die! No use in wondering why if why doesn’t fit in with your way of thinking…

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Cramming in the cookies

They said that every day spent in quarantine with your wife equates to seven years of a husbands life, If my wife sees this it’ll be another life that I’ve lost and I’m up to number seven already…

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Motif

He wonders if it’s a lockdown or a shakedown, either way, he has to stay put. Some say it’s the fault of 5G gee, that’s a bit of a stretch. Some say it’s divine retribution and some would love it to be. Some are in solitary mostly involuntary we’re all writing a soliloquy and wanting…

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Taking on Thursday

The inevitable invariably happens when the lights go down at dusk. I’m tying up my tin soldiers and putting them in bunkers as the fireworks are due to start now. When the ‘Magic Robot’ hasn’t got the answer because the question’s not there, who do we go to and who would we know who would…

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The permanent playback

I was watching a video made a few years ago they put it on Vimeo they put me in a home. I got old you see before the DVD long before MTV and just before I go did I tell you that I was watching a video? I did? oh!…

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Pins and needles

Old me, googling Garibaldi when I should have been looking for the House of Savoy. One is a biscuit and the other is not but they are linked. This is the way of my days rampant research a kneejerk reaction as a substitute for social interaction, a vodka a vodka a General anesthetic and then…

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Blink and you’ll miss it

I’m thinking my thoughts in whispers, only I can hear them, but they still make a terrible noise. And through the veil of my eyelashes I catch glimpses of today. If getting away is out of the question when we’re not being kept in the loop, what’s the answer? What is reality? incredulity wonder? I…

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People I knew

He carves a notch on his liver for every day he doesn’t give a damn. The bottle’s another enemy but one he cannot see. And his eyes are yellowed like a fabled beast. He’ll either die or pass this way again because It takes a brave or broken man to save himself…

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Want

Searching for a spirit guide the one I had died…

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Bluer Peter

Suddenly, we thought that pasta was the holy grail, toilet rolls made ships that sail and spaghetti, wait, don’t interrupt, let me finish, and spaghetti was a lifeline. in time because there will be time, we’ll muse over this and call it the great divider or the divine disassociation…

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Long weights

Someday it’ll be that Monday and we’ll all be set free, back to the prisons of penury, the sanctimonious would use the word parsimonious because penury isn’t dainty, let them paint me a cross upon the door where I live God doesn’t give a toss and I’m at a loss as to how to explain…

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The seven minute lemon

In most cases a shortage in some cases an outage and they rage against a system? I must have missed them when they did that or perhaps I was asleep. Taking it in my stride I’m going to hide underneath the duvet until this crisis goes away. but on a serious note B sharp, take…

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Something in the air

‘This has been prophecised, this is set in stone,’ my advice, quit your moaning, pick up a hammer and smash the stone in, we make our own prophecies, have faith…

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The book of ruminations

I should be glad time’s moving slowly but anyone who knows me knows that cannot be the truth. I wander through Picasso blue my shadow wanders with me, I wonder where I’m going my shadow wonders too…

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