Prep time

There’s no accounting for taste waste, paste that on the blackboard, billboard still bored? be a fish. I wish but it seldom works, maybe my wish needs batteries. Later, back to the bowels of the earth, work and a dearth of humour but there’s a rumour that it’s nearly Christmas, it’s funny how the lights…

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Seas of Saturday

This is the last drop off, the countdown’s begun to the great rip off and yet we’re still getting on for the ride. Perhaps we’ll learn when cities burn and the fat lady sings to the moon, something tells me that won’t be happening soon, too many cops and too many spooks watching us while…

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The austerity overdose

It must be the strychnine that’s tickling the back of my throat, he said, putting his coat on and laughing on the other side of his face…

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Camera crash

I used several filters but the picture looked the same, it must be true that if you’re not a fat bloated, thieving off the working poor capitalist, you’re not included in the game…

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Writing the program

Things may break down into factions fractions fractals or linear matrices and the mind may become its own disease until it ceases working. Theories make me weary when I’m trying to validate them, I should shut the fuck up, but you know that I won’t…

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Zoned in

This is a big day and as it stretches away into the distance I feel small in a small way, but as it’s Wednesday it’s okay. Exercising my imagination by opening my eyes, one at a time, don’t want to overdo it. Anyway I got some rest and now must get dressed head off to…

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Music box.

I wrote a letter to the younger me, but could it find me? it could not and I got a bill for the return postage. ‘I never said it was easy’ and I never said that either. By the time this is all done God’s son will be on his fourth reincarnation. I’m dragging things…

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Atlantic drift

Someone always suffers if the deal’s not fair and square and one by one they’ll have you on and take more than their share. There’s a constant state of aggravate which is somewhere off the coast and I’m bound by life to be there in the place, I hate the most…

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Directory enquiries

Where did it go when did we change into people we no longer know? and if we grew why did we grow, just to change into people we no longer know?…

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Lost in the spaces

Even as a change occurs the change changes again from this to that to something and nothing remains of the change that it changed from, everything is being erased, remade, reformed, the citadel of those halcyon days has been stormed by invaders that made changes. I’m changing too, not sure into what or who but…

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Out there

Odd how the darkness settles on me so lightly that sometimes I don’t even know if it’s there, morning sunlight makes up for the evening of the night before, but some shadows still lure me into corners, who’ll cure me or them of this? She clung so tight to me frighten me? no, I thought…

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Once upon a platform high

The ghosts of all the phones I have ever owned will be my ‘Marley’s Chain’ All of this and that you see this social circle parody is taking your eyes from the surprise that’s coming, Jesus running free across mugshot memes like Snapchat Freddie where everything leans to the left, don’t forget to look right…

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Diary entry 84b

I woke up and that’s a decider to get out of bed ( adding a rider) only if the sun is shining. The dream if it was the dream came to me garbled as usual. And I lay here still hearing them, the ghosts of dreams come dressed as men I don’t fear them only…

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Gentrifaction

All those builders building pissholes in the sand and marketing them as a wonderfukinland and the loopies acting like this band of brigands deserve groupies are getting off on the barely dry cement. well screw me tight to a wooden wall because now I have heard it all when they’re asking half a mill’ leasehold…

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Shopping trolleys

The destitute, the prostitute the homeless and the junkie, the word irresolute comes to mind when I can’t find any other and they’re sat huddled together toughing out the bitter cold weather, it’s a fact of life that life for some is no life at all. One act of kindness doesn’t make a bible, it…

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Fir enough

They never cared about me there were no politicians atop my Christmas tree because I couldn’t afford one, score one for them, but then again I never cared either. Now they want to hold my hand and take me down to vote, they can kiss my, but an oath gets stuck in my throat and…

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21st century faux

Some are still washed up some have dried out, some are still on the happy juice Some have sadly died out I place no blame no one to shame it is as it has always been. It could be better, of this I am sure, we could educate the rich to help out the poor…

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Needs must..

Blasted wind and blasted rain, oh look the old man’s cussing again, luckily she looks out for me and gets me, Long Johns, I always wanted to be a pirate but wanting to keep my privates warm comes first. It’ll be Spring soon all I have to do is close my eyes and wish upon…

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Perspective

You may think you’re just a ripple in the ocean, but to the phytoplankton you are a tidal wave…

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..and then there is this

What about life? Well I can tell you I’m not doing it again. Perhaps though we will return in that reincarnation thing and if we do what happens to the Fat lady, will she ever get to sing?…

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